<?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-7584750370420885009</id><updated>2012-01-05T01:15:37.282-08:00</updated><category term='Fun fun fun'/><category term='Our world'/><title type='text'>Tilly and Tara's blog.</title><subtitle type='html'>Our life with humans</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-2712644441899170291</id><published>2011-02-23T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:40:01.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have we moved?</title><content type='html'>We were wondering if we had moved to somewhere else on the earth ...... everything seems the same but it is so darned hot and sticky. We are not used to this, we can't have fun without getting worn out really quickly, we pant all the time, and the humans have no energy to play with us. This has been going on for weeks and weeks now. What is going on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-2712644441899170291?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2712644441899170291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-we-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2712644441899170291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2712644441899170291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-we-moved.html' title='Have we moved?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6221077800393610495</id><published>2011-02-17T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:41:09.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day out.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went out on the boat again, on the river, and pulled ashore on the dunes. We got out and had a great time running up and down the dunes, chasing away some cows that were there (where did they come from?) .... and we both ventured in to do a bit of swimming, much to the delight of the humans. We are still wary of this swimming business but getting braver each time we try it. It was good to be cool for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6221077800393610495?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6221077800393610495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6221077800393610495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6221077800393610495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-out.html' title='Day out.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6493406199495499203</id><published>2011-02-13T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:31:05.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>It's mighty hot and we don't like it. All we can manage all day is to lounge around panting. By the time it's cool enough to run and play, it's time for bed. Roll on the end of summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6493406199495499203?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6493406199495499203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/phew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6493406199495499203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6493406199495499203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/phew.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-988200984246738627</id><published>2011-01-14T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:11:29.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>It's funny living with humans. Things seem to change, stuff happens, and then things change back again. A few weeks ago a tree appeared in our house - not a real tree by the smell of it, but it had lights, shiny things, and stars on it. Then lots of red and white things appeared around the house. For the next few weeks lots of people came and went, lots of frustratingly lovely smelling foods were around, and the humans gave each other boxes which they then opened and gave us the paper - like we didn't want what was inside! We did get lots of treats though - usually when they wanted to occupy us whilst they did something else...... bit of a double edged sword that one, we love treats but why do we have to be 'diverted'?&lt;br /&gt;Then - all of a sudden all is gone! No tree, no red &amp; white stuff, no candles, no boxes with goodies inside ..... all back to normal. No explanation, not so much as hint of apology - just back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-988200984246738627?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/988200984246738627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/988200984246738627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/988200984246738627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7430871157910900483</id><published>2010-12-23T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T20:21:50.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TRQfyvunmzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aN2m2_XsZUA/s1600/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TRQfyvunmzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aN2m2_XsZUA/s320/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554099197120584498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TRQfykvhXLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kerREmKDINc/s1600/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TRQfykvhXLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/kerREmKDINc/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554099194171579570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of Bill. He has been helping Dad to build the house and still comes when there are special jobs to do. Now we think this is a bit of a victory, because when we first met Bill - ages ago - he wasn't really taken with us. We could tell this 'cos dogs have a special sense of these things as you know. We stayed our charming selves, though, and eventually won him over. Now, as you can see he is our mate, and even gives us bits of his custard pie when it's "smoko " time. We even heard him say to dad that we were good company and lovely friendly dogs - how cool is that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7430871157910900483?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7430871157910900483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7430871157910900483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7430871157910900483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-mate.html' title='Our mate'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TRQfyvunmzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/aN2m2_XsZUA/s72-c/IMG_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8544841978949464788</id><published>2010-12-15T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T03:14:12.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since our last Blog!!! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that we have been spending most of our time up country, and there is no blogging machine up there. this is not about to change too much so we'll just have to get down to it when we return to the Burbs.&lt;br /&gt;We do have photos for you - will post these in the next couple of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8544841978949464788?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8544841978949464788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8544841978949464788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8544841978949464788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-5861621890571923580</id><published>2010-11-12T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T03:30:48.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>better now</title><content type='html'>Tilly is feeling much better. We have been out for two long walks, and she was fine. We have been playing in the house, charging around, and stealing stuff as normal. It's good having my sister back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-5861621890571923580?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5861621890571923580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5861621890571923580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5861621890571923580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/better-now.html' title='better now'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-372245522724285994</id><published>2010-11-10T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:33:38.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Tilly</title><content type='html'>Things have been strange over the last couple of days. Tilly lost a toe nail on Sunday, blood everywhere, and she has been limping ever since. On top of that she has been vomiting lots and very lethargic. I have had real trouble getting her to play. The humans took us to the vet yesterday - I went as moral support - and Tilly had an injection and has some tablets (anti bio somethings). Not much better though so off to the vets again today. She had another injection! The vet  said that the humans have to watch her carefully and if she vomits again she has to go back - it's a real shame, no play fighting, no chasing, no fun at all. I just have to snooze all day. On top of all it's raining and I hate rain .......!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-372245522724285994?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/372245522724285994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/poor-tilly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/372245522724285994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/372245522724285994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/poor-tilly.html' title='Poor Tilly'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8069581393622893279</id><published>2010-11-05T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T19:44:13.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking things out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA3SZ3qNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KSe0meL7bes/s1600/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA3SZ3qNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KSe0meL7bes/s320/together.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536261898010863826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA3E6zRTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3F4X_QrGyl8/s1600/Tilleyonchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA3E6zRTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3F4X_QrGyl8/s320/Tilleyonchair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536261894390891826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA2zIpCtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0AQA3GnINmE/s1600/Taraonchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA2zIpCtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0AQA3GnINmE/s320/Taraonchair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536261889617103570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Know, we know. We have been tardy tardy tardy with our updates. The thing is the weather has been mighty hot for this time of year (well into the thirties and not even summer yet!!) It doesn't give us much energy to do stuff. By the time we have had a couple of play fights, chased a few birds, and dug a couple of holes we are wiped out. So we just hang out and watch the world go by. Lazy we know but life just calls for it sometimes. Here are some photos of us hanging out in comfort on the human's chairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8069581393622893279?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8069581393622893279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/checking-things-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8069581393622893279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8069581393622893279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/checking-things-out.html' title='Checking things out'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TNTA3SZ3qNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KSe0meL7bes/s72-c/together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8163583310648593430</id><published>2010-10-13T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:52:07.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>non stop</title><content type='html'>Again we have been slow with this week's blog ....... but boy have we been busy again! We have been up to the country retreat masses,(staying over on Monday) - digging, chasing parrots, catching flies,watching for passing monsters (dad says they are just tractors, but we still bark to let them know who's boss).&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were so tired that all we could manage was a walk in the park with dad, and lo and behold we are off to the 'ranch' again today. We know we will have a good time, boy, life is so great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8163583310648593430?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8163583310648593430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/non-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8163583310648593430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8163583310648593430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/non-stop.html' title='non stop'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6323893757517721425</id><published>2010-10-01T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T02:07:33.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our watery adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyxgC18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ra28Kia5cyE/s1600/P1000890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyxgC18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ra28Kia5cyE/s320/P1000890.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523001710227937218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyqmkLCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zG8lOso6Umo/s1600/P1000886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyqmkLCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zG8lOso6Umo/s320/P1000886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523001708376239138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkydxZhOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/twPthzaPzr4/s1600/P1000881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkydxZhOI/AAAAAAAAAIw/twPthzaPzr4/s320/P1000881.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523001704932017378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyC16qCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EfLAR2pGJPw/s1600/P1000880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyC16qCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EfLAR2pGJPw/s320/P1000880.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523001697703208994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we tell you? We knew there was adventure ahead when we had to try on the new DFD's (doggie flotation devices) ..... and last week we all went off up the river on the new boat. We were scared at first - well, what were we to make of it all? Not your normal Beagle pastime! However we soon got to like it and had a really good day. We were pleased to get our land legs back when we landed for a run, and at the end of the trip, but we are now accomplished sailor beagles!!! Here are some photos of us checking the route and enjoying the wind in our ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6323893757517721425?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6323893757517721425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-watery-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6323893757517721425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6323893757517721425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-watery-adventure.html' title='Our watery adventure'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TKWkyxgC18I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ra28Kia5cyE/s72-c/P1000890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6846198241260665103</id><published>2010-09-18T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:12:54.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>delay</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since we wrote on our blog page. We have been oh-so-busy. Dashing back and forth to the country retreat, chasing birds and butterflies, barking at tractors in the distance, helping dad with his gardening, re-locating his tiling tools - so much to do. Last week we had a visitor to the place, installing air-con. He was a nice man and didn't seem to mind us borrowing his pencils and stuff! &lt;br /&gt;On the days when we have been back at our city pad we have been on masses of walks to the park. Long walks, lots of smells, lots of other dogs to play with. We seem to be in a permanent state of fatigue 'cos we are always on the go - we love it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6846198241260665103?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6846198241260665103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/delay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6846198241260665103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6846198241260665103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/delay.html' title='delay'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7375455391520896189</id><published>2010-09-02T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T03:25:54.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In trouble?</title><content type='html'>Today we went for a long walk in a local park. We love this place because there is a lake with birds and long grass, and we run and explore. We normally don't stray too far, cos we like to keep the humans in sight. BUT today Tilly decided to play with another dog and she ran and ran and ran - in the wrong direction. Me and mum and dad lost sight of her altogether, I was worried I can tell you, and in the end mum went back to get her. Dad was calm as he was convinced she would reappear soon, but I was worried. Eventually of course she appeared, and I overheard mum say to dad that a woman reading on a bench had said "she's being naughty isn't she?"&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid that we would be in deep trouble, but all was well - I guess they love us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7375455391520896189?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7375455391520896189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-trouble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7375455391520896189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7375455391520896189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-trouble.html' title='In trouble?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6539829738434527070</id><published>2010-08-27T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T22:51:49.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New adventures?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijrDI-0_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xHg3lpt-enI/s1600/IMG_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijrDI-0_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xHg3lpt-enI/s320/IMG_2043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510334104060482546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijq-YEmJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GtqfC86F8wQ/s1600/IMG_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijq-YEmJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/GtqfC86F8wQ/s320/IMG_2038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510334102781597842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijqQohKZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Duj02jQBfHY/s1600/IMG_2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijqQohKZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Duj02jQBfHY/s320/IMG_2037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510334090502547858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our humans have bought a new machine. They brought it home today behind the car. They call it a boat, we are not sure what it does but along with it they bought us some new clothes. They made such a fuss of trying them on us, and there was lots of 'oos' and ah's' and 'so cute's'. They said they were called DFD's - doggie flotation devices. .... and then we heard them say that we will be able to "go on the boat" with them. We don't know what that means but we hope it will be fun ...... we will report soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6539829738434527070?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6539829738434527070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6539829738434527070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6539829738434527070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-adventures.html' title='New adventures?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/THijrDI-0_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xHg3lpt-enI/s72-c/IMG_2043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-3165153391397832526</id><published>2010-08-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T04:37:40.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's little luxuries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TGki-G1Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Xf0YHVF0MhY/s1600/Silk4dogs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TGki-G1Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Xf0YHVF0MhY/s320/Silk4dogs1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505970469818705746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like our little luxuries as you know. The closeness of the living flame, the lie in with mum and dad each morning, and when we lie in the evening on the sofa, well what else but Thai silk cushions? Only the best for us - we're worth it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-3165153391397832526?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3165153391397832526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-little-luxuries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3165153391397832526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3165153391397832526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-little-luxuries.html' title='Life&apos;s little luxuries.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TGki-G1Vp1I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Xf0YHVF0MhY/s72-c/Silk4dogs1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1309471911605790915</id><published>2010-08-07T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T18:59:43.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we love to help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TF4Pf4lDO6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/9Dzj6r7Hmj4/s1600/waterfalldogs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TF4Pf4lDO6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/9Dzj6r7Hmj4/s320/waterfalldogs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502852835131472802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TF4PfPaeygI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uZ49-NbBsr0/s1600/waterfalldiogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TF4PfPaeygI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uZ49-NbBsr0/s320/waterfalldiogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502852824081287682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dad has been building a waterfall and pond for the ranch. He was working on it last week, a little mountain of rocks, with a really comfortable sand inside - not sure what that was to be. We knew he would want our help so we went along and helped out. Very comfortable it was too. He seemed pleased, though he kept on saying "excuse me I need to work here" We love to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1309471911605790915?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1309471911605790915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-love-to-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1309471911605790915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1309471911605790915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-love-to-help.html' title='we love to help'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TF4Pf4lDO6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/9Dzj6r7Hmj4/s72-c/waterfalldogs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-2204857855272024023</id><published>2010-07-22T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:18:08.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Further developments</title><content type='html'>As expected the rules have moved even further - the humans have made a couple of amendments after 'pressure' by us ( sad eyes, licks, whimpers etc).&lt;br /&gt;Rule 4 ... " The Beagles can get on the old furniture only"&lt;br /&gt;Rule 5 ... "Fine, the Beagles are allowed on all the furniture,, but are not allowed to sleep on the bed with the humans."&lt;br /&gt;Rule 6 ... "OK the Beagles are allowed on the bed, but only by invitation."&lt;br /&gt;Rule 7 ... " The Beagles are not allowed under the covers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not been able to break that one  ... yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-2204857855272024023?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2204857855272024023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/further-developments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2204857855272024023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2204857855272024023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/further-developments.html' title='Further developments'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-3800929796131838658</id><published>2010-07-20T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:10:54.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Developments</title><content type='html'>There have been rumblings at our house from our humans. They have been talking about "rules" for us beagles to follow. Well we are not sure exactly what they mean, but it sort of smells trouble. However we are confident that with our wily ways, pathetic eyes, and cute hang dog looks we will be able to manipulate things to our advantage.&lt;br /&gt;They said that they will introduce these rules slowly to see how they work. We will keep you posted. The first rule is "The Beagle is not allowed in the house!" ...... no way are we going to go along with that one...... it has now been amended to "OK the beagle is allowed in the house but only in certain rooms!"&lt;br /&gt;rule 3 ;- "OK the Beagle is allowed in all the rooms but has to stay off the furniture"&lt;br /&gt;We will report on rule 4 tomorrow!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-3800929796131838658?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3800929796131838658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/developments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3800929796131838658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3800929796131838658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/developments.html' title='Developments'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1186596204618297711</id><published>2010-07-11T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:29:19.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dog or leopard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDp97wlokhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Vxe4HV7dEN8/s1600/catordog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDp97wlokhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Vxe4HV7dEN8/s320/catordog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841161140245010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen pictures of big cats lolling in trees, and the special way they sit, hanging their paws over the edge of the branch. Every body thinks this is cute of course, which is maybe why sis (Tilly) decided to try it out on the back of the sofa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1186596204618297711?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1186596204618297711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog-or-leopard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1186596204618297711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1186596204618297711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog-or-leopard.html' title='dog or leopard?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDp97wlokhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Vxe4HV7dEN8/s72-c/catordog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-2133313085170253927</id><published>2010-07-03T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T21:47:23.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting patiently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDASOIvbz0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cwLn06ewhYA/s1600/waiting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDASOIvbz0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cwLn06ewhYA/s320/waiting2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489907979838541634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDASN7dC6ZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/G3cYi7QcxNY/s1600/waiting1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDASN7dC6ZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/G3cYi7QcxNY/s320/waiting1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489907976271751570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have noticed a strange thing about our humans..... they sometimes go out - out of the door and out of the garden and off in the car (we watch this sometimes). They never tell us where they are going, although they do say that they will be back soon. Sometimes they come back with bags of goodies which we try to get into, sometimes not. Sometimes they go together, sometimes not. Sometimes it's during the day sometimes not.It's all a bit of a mystery to us. One good thing is that whenever they leave they give us treats, and whenever they come back they give us treats, that part we like. We don't like being without them, but we feel sure they will always come back. Just to make sure we keep watch. Here are some photies of us keeping watch from the lounge window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-2133313085170253927?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2133313085170253927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting-patiently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2133313085170253927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2133313085170253927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting-patiently.html' title='Waiting patiently'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TDASOIvbz0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cwLn06ewhYA/s72-c/waiting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7798369840568196078</id><published>2010-06-24T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:34:26.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chilly days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TCQUyjebeFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cPNQH04O6-A/s1600/fire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TCQUyjebeFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cPNQH04O6-A/s320/fire2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486533104792991826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TCQUyOzQInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fLdOdJnAKyI/s1600/fire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TCQUyOzQInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fLdOdJnAKyI/s320/fire1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486533099243184754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe that it got cold here in Western Australia - blimey it's not so long ago that we were flopping because of the heat. Well blow me down if it was 0 degrees C last night, and we do like our comforts. Fortunately the humans have some heating - a "log" fire in one room and a gas heater in the other. There is really only one option and that's to get snug in front of the heat and lol - like we lolled in the summer heat! The other thing is that it has rained a bit lately and we don't like going out in the rain to do our business. I know it sounds soft for Beagles but come on, we are delicate! Luckily there is a covered area out the back, sheltered from the wind and rain which we can "do stuff" in. Admittedly the humans are not too impressed with that, but they understand our need to take care of ourselves!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some piccies of us 'lolling' in front of the heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7798369840568196078?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7798369840568196078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/chilly-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7798369840568196078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7798369840568196078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/chilly-days.html' title='chilly days!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TCQUyjebeFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cPNQH04O6-A/s72-c/fire2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4091149558296749753</id><published>2010-06-14T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T21:05:23.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TBb76YRPqpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eT2DClLfzxA/s1600/3bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TBb76YRPqpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eT2DClLfzxA/s320/3bones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482846576735922834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life can be very difficult. I mean ... how can you really choose between which toy to play with, or which piece of furniture to chew (if we can get away with it!!)or which bone to chew on. We have noticed that whichever one we get, the the other always seems be more attractive - bound to taste better. Aha! a solution - go for all of them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4091149558296749753?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4091149558296749753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4091149558296749753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4091149558296749753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-choose.html' title='How to choose?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TBb76YRPqpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eT2DClLfzxA/s72-c/3bones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-387782439377397511</id><published>2010-06-07T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T01:00:09.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so cozy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TAym_nlxpFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jMWyOmOuLN8/s1600/ongrandadschair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TAym_nlxpFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jMWyOmOuLN8/s320/ongrandadschair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479938458492445778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TAym_cP6UVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6D6cBSfASdU/s1600/ondeck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TAym_cP6UVI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6D6cBSfASdU/s320/ondeck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479938455447949650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day (we've heard the humans say that)what matters is getting cozy. Here are two pics of us being cozy - together of course - one on 'Grandads chair" and one on our new verandah at the ranch. After a hard days playing its what we love to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-387782439377397511?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/387782439377397511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-so-cozy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/387782439377397511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/387782439377397511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-so-cozy.html' title='Oh so cozy'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/TAym_nlxpFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/jMWyOmOuLN8/s72-c/ongrandadschair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7186598994011872943</id><published>2010-05-24T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T03:33:32.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>licky licky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S_pV9bzgtuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEUCCgSaBS0/s1600/taralicked1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S_pV9bzgtuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEUCCgSaBS0/s320/taralicked1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474782810946451170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S_pVV9knR-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/HvxZZjzMZYk/s1600/taralicked2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S_pVV9knR-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/HvxZZjzMZYk/s320/taralicked2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474782132816005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (TILLY) love to lick. I lick my Dad on his face (his nose is particularly tasty, although he squirms) and I like to lick Tara's mouth if she has eaten something recently. But my favourite thing is licking Tara's ears. Every morning I clean her ears, and sometimes I do it in the afternoon. She lies down and "purrs" so I know she likes it. here are some photos of me licking her ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7186598994011872943?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7186598994011872943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/licky-licky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7186598994011872943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7186598994011872943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/licky-licky.html' title='licky licky'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S_pV9bzgtuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/iEUCCgSaBS0/s72-c/taralicked1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-776639273822720697</id><published>2010-05-13T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T23:33:26.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara the athlete</title><content type='html'>My sister Tara is great at jumping up - she seems to have trampoline legs. This is great when there is food around on bench tops. She can even jump up and flick the toilet roll off the holder, which we can then play with!&lt;br /&gt;Today she jumped up at the top in the bathroom and knocked down some fish oil tablets. We like these and we get one each every day in our food. By the time I spotted what was going on she had pretty much devoured both of them, but I had a little feast too  because I licked her mouth for ages afterwards. She, being really nice let me do it (I think she likes me licking her because I do it to her ears every morning and she loves it)&lt;br /&gt;There are no photos of her jumping up to get the tablets 'cos the humans don't know, and we don't want to let them in our secret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-776639273822720697?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/776639273822720697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/tara-athlete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/776639273822720697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/776639273822720697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/tara-athlete.html' title='Tara the athlete'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7964472701064973191</id><published>2010-05-04T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T03:11:04.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more home comforts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9_ysIx9K8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/od9S_idW7L0/s1600/dozingonmum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9_ysIx9K8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/od9S_idW7L0/s320/dozingonmum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467355312736250818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... this is me (Tilly) dozing on 'mums' knee. Lucky me eh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7964472701064973191?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7964472701064973191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-home-comforts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7964472701064973191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7964472701064973191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-home-comforts.html' title='more home comforts'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9_ysIx9K8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/od9S_idW7L0/s72-c/dozingonmum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-874300745435063809</id><published>2010-04-28T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:04:45.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home comforts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9kFVYRQnmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cFLh5rPJVkI/s1600/chair%26dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9kFVYRQnmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cFLh5rPJVkI/s320/chair%26dogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465405487641042530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do like our home comforts. Whenever we can we sneak and get on the bed, on the sofa, on our humans laps. There are places we are not allowed (theoretically) except when the humans are around, so we make the most of it when we do get to go there. They have a couple of new chairs - cool chairs made of leather.... well we have to try them out for size. Here is us being comfy on our favourite of the chairs. The good thing us that because we look so cute - and don't we know it - they smile and say "aaahh" and let us stay for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-874300745435063809?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/874300745435063809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-comforts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/874300745435063809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/874300745435063809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/home-comforts.html' title='home comforts'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S9kFVYRQnmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cFLh5rPJVkI/s72-c/chair%26dogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1174595069441294810</id><published>2010-04-21T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T18:21:33.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new carpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8-kkrcKEOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yDGnhHlTyjY/s1600/tillyonlawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8-kkrcKEOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yDGnhHlTyjY/s320/tillyonlawn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462765823066771682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at the ranch the male human ( we call him Dad) spent ages putting down masses of green stuff. He got a bit annoyed because he kept putting little pellets down under the stuff - he said it was fertiliser - and we kept trying to eat it (well it tasted good!). We gave up trying to feast on it and went to climb on our sand dune.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the end result is pretty cool ...... here is a piccy of me (Tilly) enjoying sitting on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1174595069441294810?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1174595069441294810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-carpet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1174595069441294810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1174595069441294810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-carpet.html' title='new carpet'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8-kkrcKEOI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yDGnhHlTyjY/s72-c/tillyonlawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4474644551513857528</id><published>2010-04-17T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T03:44:04.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New at our ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQjbKYiJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q-4HkUaFVss/s1600/taradejected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQjbKYiJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q-4HkUaFVss/s320/taradejected.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461054961424566418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQi5lFoDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9T6CYCmrfnw/s1600/sandmound2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQi5lFoDI/AAAAAAAAAFw/9T6CYCmrfnw/s320/sandmound2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461054952409767986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQiGI1HBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lqDxMhXhDuA/s1600/sandmound1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQiGI1HBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lqDxMhXhDuA/s320/sandmound1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461054938601036818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to 'The ranch' the other day and halfway through the morning a big monster truck arrived. Despite our barking it came into our area and dropped something - but boy are we glad. Dad has bought us our very own sand dune! Well, you can imagine what fun we had playing on it ...... digging, diving around, and playing 'King of the Castle'. We love it... can't wait to go back there. Here are some pictures of us playing 'King of the Castle' - Tilly won and is sitting smug and triumphant - I am trying to look cool closer to the house. I will get her back though, don't you worry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4474644551513857528?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4474644551513857528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-at-our-ranch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4474644551513857528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4474644551513857528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-at-our-ranch.html' title='New at our ranch'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8mQjbKYiJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/q-4HkUaFVss/s72-c/taradejected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1097375077347179478</id><published>2010-04-10T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:52:21.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The lovely bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbsC93pdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cc8QUMdKnXA/s1600/tilly%26bone2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbsC93pdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cc8QUMdKnXA/s320/tilly%26bone2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458815404362671570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbrpcmbZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/exCy6qtbEdI/s1600/tilly%26bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbrpcmbZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/exCy6qtbEdI/s320/tilly%26bone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458815397512244626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbrWvuzcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FkM-4izmxaA/s1600/tara%26bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbrWvuzcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FkM-4izmxaA/s320/tara%26bone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458815392492211650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had our first bones - big juicy bones from the local butcher. Well what a disaster!&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really know what to do with them at first ... smelling licking and turning. But then I (Tara, the chatty one) figured it out and I got stuck in  - delicious and yummy. Tilly (like a good Beagle) went off to bury hers, which she duly did in one of Dad's plantpots! All well and good, but then she decides she will now have mine. She thinks that 'cos I'm the youngest I'm a soft touch - NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;A few times she crept closer, but a growl got rid of her. The humans sent her off to get hers, which she eventually brought into the house covered in mud. Dad washed it and gave it to her but she still wanted mine again!!&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, to cut a long story short she tried just a little too hard to nick mine so I had a go at her and all hell broke loose.We had to be separated by Dad and he sent Tilly out for ages. &lt;br /&gt;The upshot of all this is no more bones for either of us. The humans say we're worse than kids (whatever that means).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1097375077347179478?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1097375077347179478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lovely-bones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1097375077347179478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1097375077347179478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/lovely-bones.html' title='The lovely bones'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S8GbsC93pdI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cc8QUMdKnXA/s72-c/tilly%26bone2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-5039758356777661516</id><published>2010-04-06T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:35:42.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S7wZpAcqikI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tVAnvCpNhLk/s1600/TREE%26DOGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S7wZpAcqikI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tVAnvCpNhLk/s320/TREE%26DOGS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457265040751757890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our backyard there is this big lemon tree, full of lemons, very tall, and getting bigger. The other day the male human comes out with a really scary loud thing on the end of a pole and begins to poke around the tree. All of a sudden bits of the tree start dropping off and crashing to the ground. We were scared I can tell you - no place safe near there! When he stopped the ground was littered with big bits of tree. We weren't too happy about this but we put on our bravest faces - as you can see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-5039758356777661516?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5039758356777661516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5039758356777661516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5039758356777661516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/falling-trees.html' title='Falling trees'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S7wZpAcqikI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tVAnvCpNhLk/s72-c/TREE%26DOGS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7332487137254866933</id><published>2010-03-30T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:17:15.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About time.</title><content type='html'>Our humans disappeared last week. They left carrying big bags. We were left with the young humans and we had to look after them (we guessed that's what the plan was) Well, we were confused ... were our humans ever coming back? Where did they go?&lt;br /&gt;To top it all on the first night there was a huge storm - lightning, thunder, golf balls falling rain everywhere, no lights, what a performance. Its a good thing we were there to take care of the young humans!&lt;br /&gt;We had just about given up hope of them ever returning when they arrived back. Well we licked them to death I can tell you. Today we have been guarding the doors in case they try to go again ... just let them try. They took us to the beach this morning and we were so good they were bound to feel guilty at ever having left.&lt;br /&gt;Things are now back to normal but we shall be vigilant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7332487137254866933?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7332487137254866933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/about-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7332487137254866933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7332487137254866933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/about-time.html' title='About time.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-3469925705032348659</id><published>2010-03-17T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:57:28.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vet.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the Vet. The humans don't say 'Vet' they say V-E-T in hushed tones as if to try to fool us in some way - do they think we don't know?&lt;br /&gt;When we get there there is a big sign saying " VET WEST Animal Hospital" .... what, they think we can't read??&lt;br /&gt;There are always other dogs there, and sometimes dreaded cats! Funny thing though it's not like the beach, we are not allowed to play with these dogs, in fact some of them seem to be decidedly unwell - limps, plastic trumpets around their necks - very odd.&lt;br /&gt;What we can't figure out though is why we go there. Sometimes we go just to have a bath - now that is fun - NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Then other times we go into rooms and have to stand on a bench whilst a human in a Blue shirt pokes around..... face, eyes, teeth, and sometimes they stick something up our bottoms!! Yesterday I (Tilly) was on the bench but Tara got away with just standing on the floor - I got the last laugh though because the human in blue gave me a treat!&lt;br /&gt;Then we leave. All very strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-3469925705032348659?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3469925705032348659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/vet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3469925705032348659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3469925705032348659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/vet.html' title='The Vet.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-3533761900430954474</id><published>2010-03-10T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T03:45:07.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Togetherness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGN5WyYrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f_NQyyFIbJg/s1600-h/snuggling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGN5WyYrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f_NQyyFIbJg/s320/snuggling2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446969847620723378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGNTOVTbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6ZuSZC2PwbI/s1600-h/snuggling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGNTOVTbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6ZuSZC2PwbI/s320/snuggling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446969837384715698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGNK_2pWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6RBDIzVsDAE/s1600-h/Lying+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGNK_2pWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6RBDIzVsDAE/s320/Lying+together.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446969835176502626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we do know - despite our odd tiffs, we love to be together, especially when we are sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-3533761900430954474?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3533761900430954474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/togetherness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3533761900430954474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/3533761900430954474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/togetherness.html' title='Togetherness'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S5eGN5WyYrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/f_NQyyFIbJg/s72-c/snuggling2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8428786491680536668</id><published>2010-03-05T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T20:03:53.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's back.... hooray.</title><content type='html'>you remember we said that the female human (we like to call her mum) had disappeared, well last night she came back! It was late and dark but we were really glad to see her. She had a couple of big bags, and she said that she was tired after the flight (don't know what that means) .... anyway she was still here this morning .. things are back to normal yippee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8428786491680536668?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8428786491680536668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-back-hooray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8428786491680536668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8428786491680536668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-back-hooray.html' title='She&apos;s back.... hooray.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8460403106737203882</id><published>2010-03-02T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:12:01.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiped out</title><content type='html'>The heat is taking it out of us, yesterday we went to the beach which we love, but golly we were wacked out all day yesterday - a day at the ranch and a trip to the beach in successive days in this heat, I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;This morning we went to the park with our 'dad' ..... enjoyable and fun, and so much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;One thing we are confused by - the female human has disappeared! Two nights now she has not been here. We think she 'phones' but dad doesn't pass us the phone so we don't know really.... probably on holiday, all very well but what about us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8460403106737203882?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8460403106737203882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/wiped-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8460403106737203882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8460403106737203882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/wiped-out.html' title='Wiped out'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8854213553926164899</id><published>2010-03-01T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:42:03.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.... and again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S4t91dtpeoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/So2Unqk9Vc4/s1600-h/dogsatGG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S4t91dtpeoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/So2Unqk9Vc4/s320/dogsatGG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443582932070005378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S4t9wb0oV9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/y1iSpxPTk8o/s1600-h/onwayhome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S4t9wb0oV9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/y1iSpxPTk8o/s320/onwayhome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443582845663074258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off up to the ranch today, and another mighty hot one! We had many a wander while the male human watered the trees, and a couple of times he had to come and pretend to be angry with us as we went across the road and onto another ranch. We came back, though, no sense in getting him really angry is there - not if we want treats!! Here are some piccy's of us at the ranch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8854213553926164899?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8854213553926164899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8854213553926164899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8854213553926164899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-again.html' title='.... and again'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S4t91dtpeoI/AAAAAAAAAEo/So2Unqk9Vc4/s72-c/dogsatGG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1800075374037854471</id><published>2010-02-24T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:29:15.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the ranch again</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went up to the 'ranch' - the house being built by the humans. We love it up there 'cos the land to run around and explore is huge.It was very very hot however, 37C .... we almost flaked out! Mind you when it cooled down we had a ball, and slept like logs on the way back. can't wait to go back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1800075374037854471?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1800075374037854471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/off-to-ranch-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1800075374037854471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1800075374037854471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/off-to-ranch-again.html' title='Off to the ranch again'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-329321653916399126</id><published>2010-02-22T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:01:29.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking of weaknesses</title><content type='html'>We were having a chat today, and we laughed about our 'weaknesses' ...... I do love to have my chin tickled and Tilly was saying that her favourite is to be scratched just at the top of her tail on her back, makes her knees go weak!! I watched as the male human did it and she is right, she collapses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-329321653916399126?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/329321653916399126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/speaking-of-weaknesses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/329321653916399126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/329321653916399126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/speaking-of-weaknesses.html' title='speaking of weaknesses'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4614382640356680032</id><published>2010-02-18T19:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:26:06.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all have our weaknesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S34ExkUBiwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hgK6r1slgus/s1600-h/tillyontara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S34ExkUBiwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hgK6r1slgus/s320/tillyontara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439790649517902594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S34EroK5tRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/U17zzCKrPuM/s1600-h/taraonback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S34EroK5tRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/U17zzCKrPuM/s320/taraonback.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439790547474167058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... and mine (Tara) is being tickled on my tummy. I have this trick of laying all bare and it usually entices one of the humans to come and tickle me - ooohhh so good!&lt;br /&gt;If they don't come I have a back up plan - I just keep laying there and usually Tilly will come and lick and nuzzle me, she's such a great sister!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4614382640356680032?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4614382640356680032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-all-have-our-weaknesses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4614382640356680032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4614382640356680032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-all-have-our-weaknesses.html' title='We all have our weaknesses'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S34ExkUBiwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hgK6r1slgus/s72-c/tillyontara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6713738279788529333</id><published>2010-02-05T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:58:48.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting braver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S20FDx7GWNI/AAAAAAAAADw/WGX1Q4UkQUg/s1600-h/paddling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S20FDx7GWNI/AAAAAAAAADw/WGX1Q4UkQUg/s320/paddling2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435005887805020370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S20Eof2_o9I/AAAAAAAAADo/yUB6xXmh7WI/s1600-h/paddling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S20Eof2_o9I/AAAAAAAAADo/yUB6xXmh7WI/s320/paddling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435005419099497426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt that we are both getting braver on the beach. We now love paddling, and would love to go in further but the waves scare us!The humans try to make us feel brave by going in themselves, but not yet for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6713738279788529333?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6713738279788529333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-braver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6713738279788529333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6713738279788529333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-braver.html' title='getting braver'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S20FDx7GWNI/AAAAAAAAADw/WGX1Q4UkQUg/s72-c/paddling2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8037342930456509397</id><published>2010-01-29T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:34:27.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S2Oah440pbI/AAAAAAAAADg/1eYEp-JN6Hs/s1600-h/lolling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S2Oah440pbI/AAAAAAAAADg/1eYEp-JN6Hs/s320/lolling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432355482536027570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a while since we wrote in our blog .... but a lot has been happening. The weather has been silly - 40+C temps and hot nights, meaning that we have been forced to lol around pathetically most of the day - the photo here is of us 'lolling' .... We have been to the beach a lot but it has been very busy - apparently school holidays (whatever that means ) are still on. Our humans are looking forward to next week when schools 'go back' and the beach will be quieter - so are we. We had a bath after one beach visit last week - off to the vets and dragged whimpering into the doggy bathroom (we have discovered that the whimpering doesn't really have any effect but we still try, just to make the humans feel guilty.)&lt;br /&gt;Last night there were lots of people in and out and a mess was left at the end of the evening ( a 'party' was a word we heard) .... we had to stay in the back part of the yard but we got yummy chewy bones, and then at the end we got to sleep in the humans room! Heaven!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8037342930456509397?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8037342930456509397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8037342930456509397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8037342930456509397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/while.html' title='A while'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S2Oah440pbI/AAAAAAAAADg/1eYEp-JN6Hs/s72-c/lolling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1166601301321208943</id><published>2010-01-20T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:35:02.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the ranch</title><content type='html'>Today we went up to the humans new property - we call it 'the ranch' - in a place called Gingin. We had a fabulous time, running all around the massive space, digging in the sand, exploring among the green stuff, checking out all the building goodies in the house and the shed, then resting and starting all over again.If you want to see some pictures of the ranch the male human has a website called www.dashk.com and he has written all about it there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1166601301321208943?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1166601301321208943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-ranch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1166601301321208943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1166601301321208943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-ranch.html' title='On the ranch'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-5993230288514597822</id><published>2010-01-17T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:41:03.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even worse!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is still hot - apparently 43 degrees and the humans say that is "damned hot" .... but to make matters worse the power packed up today (apparently the antiquated WA system couldn't cope and it exploded in our area. We were stuck without cooling (which we do like - us softie Beagles) and without light for us or the humans for 14 hours ....... it's back now but what a performance!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-5993230288514597822?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5993230288514597822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5993230288514597822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5993230288514597822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-worse.html' title='Even worse!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-9208626441857910905</id><published>2010-01-13T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:05:36.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot</title><content type='html'>This week has been really hot, and we don't like it. We have been flopping around the house, it has been hot to walk on the pavement outside, and the pebbles have been hot too. What can be done?? If we stay in and play the humans get irritated (honestly folks we are only pretend fighting). Its even hot when we go out for walks - paddling has started to make sense!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-9208626441857910905?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9208626441857910905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/9208626441857910905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/9208626441857910905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/hot.html' title='Hot'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4264933193945592427</id><published>2010-01-06T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:35:04.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S0U6PmH7wAI/AAAAAAAAADY/eIXpMF9JdEg/s1600-h/dune+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S0U6PmH7wAI/AAAAAAAAADY/eIXpMF9JdEg/s320/dune+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423805365843902466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S0U51iCujWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fPK1MecOlOk/s1600-h/dunes+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S0U51iCujWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fPK1MecOlOk/s320/dunes+race.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423804918071725410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting to really like the beach now, and we have discovered the dunes. The humans sometimes get stressed out because we run up them and disappear behind the shrubs (Beagles are, as you know known to love exploring). But then when we hear the frantic whistling we pop up to say 'hi' ....  and then charge down through the soft sand. Its such a cool game with the wind in our ears as we slide and slither back to the main beach, and we get lots of 'good girls'!! This is us popping up and then racing down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4264933193945592427?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4264933193945592427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/beach-games.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4264933193945592427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4264933193945592427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/beach-games.html' title='Beach games'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/S0U6PmH7wAI/AAAAAAAAADY/eIXpMF9JdEg/s72-c/dune+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6229361913440740396</id><published>2009-12-29T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:03:54.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach walks</title><content type='html'>We have been on the beach a lot lately, but it is so busy we are not quite sure what to make of it. Usually when we go on the beach it is fairly quiet, and we see 'regulars'. These last few days have been like a zoo! Too many loud dogs, too many loud (and fat) people, and too much ball throwing. We have been a little overwhelmed. We overheard our humans talking and they think it's because of the 'holidays' ..... lots of people who don't normally walk their dogs on the beach - but then they don't really keep an eye on their dogs - and there's nothing worse than a wandering dog being a pest for us regulars!! (sometimes these 'new' humans don't even clean up their dogs poo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;We do like the beach but look forward to quieter times there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6229361913440740396?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6229361913440740396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/beach-walks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6229361913440740396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6229361913440740396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/beach-walks.html' title='Beach walks'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7869256822711945319</id><published>2009-12-25T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:55:21.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzWzUYntODI/AAAAAAAAADI/e8vZIEJK9hQ/s1600-h/tshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzWzUYntODI/AAAAAAAAADI/e8vZIEJK9hQ/s320/tshirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419434889398007858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting fed up of all this partying! What all the fuss is about we can't make out, but it involves lots of unwrapping of things and throwing coloured paper on the floor. Sometimes we are allowed to steal bits and rip it up, so that's okay. Today our male human unwrapped a parcel and then squeeled with delight ..... he then put on a shirt (obviously he liked it) and showed it to us (as if we cared!) but - it had pictures of us on it!!! Actually it was rather fetching, and the two guys on the picture were looking really cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7869256822711945319?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7869256822711945319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7869256822711945319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7869256822711945319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas day!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzWzUYntODI/AAAAAAAAADI/e8vZIEJK9hQ/s72-c/tshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7741186515756644459</id><published>2009-12-22T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:40:38.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzGC8Yjk7-I/AAAAAAAAADA/gfU9UGwChRs/s1600-h/Birthday+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzGC8Yjk7-I/AAAAAAAAADA/gfU9UGwChRs/s320/Birthday+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418255800598851554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is Tilly's first birthday and the humans are so excited. They sang a strange song and giggled and laughed, and then produced some "goodies" which they set fire to. It did smell nice though and poor Tilly was convinced she was about to get a real treat (which of course she would have to share with me, so I was excited too) In the end though it was a bit of ruse because all we got were some rather nice doggy treats - we did enjoy them though, and of course we loved all the attention. Sometimes it is great being a Beagle. I wonder when my birthday is??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7741186515756644459?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7741186515756644459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7741186515756644459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7741186515756644459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SzGC8Yjk7-I/AAAAAAAAADA/gfU9UGwChRs/s72-c/Birthday+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1343260001325751581</id><published>2009-12-19T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:47:57.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What did we tell you !!</title><content type='html'>As we suspected there was indeed something going on ..... it turns out that Friday evening was party time again!!&lt;br /&gt;This time the party was inside the house and at the front, and we were locked out at the back. We did get a juicy bone (trying to placate us 'cos they were feeling guilty) but come on, we live here!&lt;br /&gt; We tried whining and barking, scratching and looking pathetic ... all to no avail. So eventually we just gave up and snoozed. At long last we were allowed in when most humans had gone - and what smells! Clearly some had spilled lovely food on the carpet - and boy was it exciting, we were salivating just at the smells of those cleared up delights. Everything was higaldy piggly, with all the furniture in different places, and glasses, plates and bottles everywhere, unfortunately all out of our reach. We planned to solve this little thing when the humans had gone to bed, but lo and behold when they went off to bed they took us with them!!&lt;br /&gt;Now that was worth all the complaining and missing out - we slept like logs!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1343260001325751581?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1343260001325751581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-did-we-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1343260001325751581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1343260001325751581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-did-we-tell-you.html' title='What did we tell you !!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6717789278821151617</id><published>2009-12-17T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:04:20.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's up!</title><content type='html'>Definitely something is going on. Now we have been banned from going into the front courtyard because the wheelbarrow has been filled with lots of boxes wrapped in paper with that funny bloke's picture on them - and some even have a funny dog with big horns and a red nose.&lt;br /&gt;Then today someone arrived and deposited boxes of stuff which were chinking. Again, we are not allowed near so we can't give any more info - but we are pretty certain something is afoot. The female human is getting stressed out and keeps talking into a plastic thing with a curly string attached to the wall. She keeps saying things like "are you sure it will be here tomorrow?, we are having a party!"&lt;br /&gt;The question is - what will happen to us? If the last party is anything to go by we could be pretty stressed out too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6717789278821151617?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6717789278821151617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/somethings-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6717789278821151617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6717789278821151617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/somethings-up.html' title='Something&apos;s up!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7203256368935158591</id><published>2009-12-16T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:53:42.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?</title><content type='html'>Things have been hectic of late. Funny trees with lights on have been appearing,furniture has been moved around, and last Friday masses of humans were here drinking and making such a din. It was very tiring for us, the only consolation was that we got masses of 'tit bits' which were probably not intended for us. Good at the time but it made us sick all night and into the next day. The other thing we have noticed is that human stress levels have been rising, and our usual cheeky pranks have not been greeted with the patience normally shown.&lt;br /&gt;What is really baffling is - who is the funny bloke with the big white beard and the red suit???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7203256368935158591?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7203256368935158591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7203256368935158591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7203256368935158591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on_16.html' title='What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-2516986727490429043</id><published>2009-12-11T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:12:52.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As if by magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SyIamy9Qz1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-QPFOiz5Z0/s1600-h/Magazine002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SyIamy9Qz1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-QPFOiz5Z0/s320/Magazine002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413918955868835666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have noticed that things seem to arrive at our house - usually for the humans - which they tear open and read. Sometimes they get excited because the things are glossy with lots of pictures - they're the ones we like to steal the best because of the great tearing sound they make. They usually try to hide them though ........ but we always have our eyes open for mischief. However, there is one paper thingy which we don't destroy and it arrived today!! It is our (yes our) very own Beagle magazine! The humans steal that and read it from cover to cover, laughing and saying things like  "ooo.. look at this", or "listen to this". They think we don't know what's going on but when they are not around we sneak looks at our Beagle buddies in the mag, and check out all the beagle news. We were even in it once. Being a beagle is such fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-2516986727490429043?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2516986727490429043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-if-by-magic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2516986727490429043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/2516986727490429043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-if-by-magic.html' title='As if by magic'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SyIamy9Qz1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/U-QPFOiz5Z0/s72-c/Magazine002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7029194965300965362</id><published>2009-12-08T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:03:38.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Sx89sA1mnOI/AAAAAAAAACo/IVJIuq7G_qM/s1600-h/dogflap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Sx89sA1mnOI/AAAAAAAAACo/IVJIuq7G_qM/s320/dogflap1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413113103470992610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all kids, we like to play, and more importantly we don't like to miss out on anything. So when we are outside we want to know what's happening inside - and when we are inside we are all ears for any thing which might need checking out outside. It makes sense doesn't it? Just have to keep checking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7029194965300965362?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7029194965300965362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7029194965300965362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7029194965300965362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Sx89sA1mnOI/AAAAAAAAACo/IVJIuq7G_qM/s72-c/dogflap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8931867133142899214</id><published>2009-12-05T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:52:30.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the big deal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxsqaB7hNNI/AAAAAAAAACg/Zo_p8KDXXDs/s1600-h/tara%26tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxsqaB7hNNI/AAAAAAAAACg/Zo_p8KDXXDs/s320/tara%26tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411966003898823890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to bring stuff in. Sometimes the stuff is regular stuff - like bits of plant, the odd snail, but sometimes it seems we make the wrong choices.  It is hard work getting some of our stuff through that flap, and we feel pretty proud when we manage it. Can you imagine our disgust when we are told to take it back out again!! I mean, what's a girl to do for fun??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8931867133142899214?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8931867133142899214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-big-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8931867133142899214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8931867133142899214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-big-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the big deal?'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxsqaB7hNNI/AAAAAAAAACg/Zo_p8KDXXDs/s72-c/tara%26tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6974760684132218067</id><published>2009-12-03T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:29:33.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxehAlMDEeI/AAAAAAAAACY/EELC3yO_sss/s1600-h/Windoweyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxehAlMDEeI/AAAAAAAAACY/EELC3yO_sss/s320/Windoweyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410970508663656930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love each other, there is no doubt about that. But - like all siblings we occasionally&lt;br /&gt;have little disagreements. Well last evening we had one of our spats - can't even remember what it was about now, but we going hammer and tongs at each other and our humans got angry. They shouted at us and put us outside as a punishment..... they even closed the inner door so we could not even get back in through the flap! Of course as soon as we got outside we were buddies again, so we combined forces to look pathetic at the door. They took a while to relent (at least 2 minutes) but we got let back in with a stern warning!!! Serves us right. Today we have been very good, so we got taken to the beach again. It was fun except that this great big Irish wolfhound kept wanting to play with us - and we were rolled all over the place! We took a wide berth from him!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6974760684132218067?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6974760684132218067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-trouble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6974760684132218067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6974760684132218067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-trouble.html' title='Big trouble'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxehAlMDEeI/AAAAAAAAACY/EELC3yO_sss/s72-c/Windoweyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6239871088388361312</id><published>2009-11-29T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:21:31.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNWIy1IRtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L8muLKKk5SI/s1600/sneaking+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNWIy1IRtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L8muLKKk5SI/s320/sneaking+up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409762286485653202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love to play hide and seek. One of us hides (not so subtlely I may add)and when the other one comes along we pounce! Here is me (Tilly) waiting to pounce on Tara who is trying to sleep - huh, sleeping when I want to play I don't think so!! When the time is right I will pounce and scare her into playing chasies or whatever. Gosh, life is such fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6239871088388361312?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6239871088388361312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/hide-and-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6239871088388361312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6239871088388361312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and seek'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNWIy1IRtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L8muLKKk5SI/s72-c/sneaking+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4098060327358312785</id><published>2009-11-29T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:17:10.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofa mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNVPBQ1J1I/AAAAAAAAACI/IvFgNIgHp88/s1600/Sofa+destroyed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNVPBQ1J1I/AAAAAAAAACI/IvFgNIgHp88/s320/Sofa+destroyed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409761293927524178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember us telling you about our fun with the sofa and its contents .... well apparently our Auntie Louise in Hong Kong has asked if our humans had any photos. Now this is highly likely as they are always taking photos of us doing something or other. So ...... for posterity, here is one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4098060327358312785?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4098060327358312785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sofa-mess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4098060327358312785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4098060327358312785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sofa-mess.html' title='Sofa mess'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SxNVPBQ1J1I/AAAAAAAAACI/IvFgNIgHp88/s72-c/Sofa+destroyed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6235272714278638472</id><published>2009-11-25T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T02:00:00.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwasher trouble</title><content type='html'>Now this is innocent Tara talking .... you'll never believe what that Tilly did this morning. We were eating (in seperate rooms as usual because she tries to steal mine!) when I heard such a kerfuffle, and then looked through the glass to see Tilly being chased out by the male human. Apparently what happened was that the lady human was stacking the dishwasher when Tilly decided she wanted to get into the machine and lick all the plates!! The machine tipped and the top drawer came out causing mayhem! Tilly dived out of the dog flap like a greyhound, and the door was shut behind her. She knew she was in trouble 'cos she didn't even try to return for ages!! Of course I was little innocent, and made the most of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6235272714278638472?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6235272714278638472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/dishwasher-trouble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6235272714278638472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6235272714278638472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/dishwasher-trouble.html' title='Dishwasher trouble'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-53418853801978223</id><published>2009-11-23T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:22:06.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks</title><content type='html'>Isn't it odd the things humans will do to amuse us dogs?&lt;br /&gt;Our male human sits on the bed to put things on his feet he calls socks. We try to grab them - such fun. Sometimes we get them, sometimes not, he pretends to be angry but that's all part of the fun. We have noticed that a lot of his socks have quite a few holes in them, wonder why??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-53418853801978223?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/53418853801978223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/socks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/53418853801978223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/53418853801978223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/socks.html' title='Socks'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7739453846335411103</id><published>2009-11-23T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:19:27.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave me</title><content type='html'>Brave me being Tara. Today we went to the beach again - we love the beach. There were millions of dogs there and it was such a lovely day. Our humans tried to get us to go into the water - tempting us with treats - and I did it! Not all the way mind you, but it was a fun way to get a treat. Tilly, on the other hand - even though she is the greedy one between us - would not go in even for a treat. From now on I will call her Tilly wimp!&lt;br /&gt;We are now wiped out and so have decided to spend the rest of the day crashing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7739453846335411103?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7739453846335411103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/brave-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7739453846335411103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7739453846335411103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/brave-me.html' title='Brave me'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-587327590844335651</id><published>2009-11-22T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T02:06:49.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>We have made a great new discovery - if we tear at the metal thing on the sofa cushion it slips open , and then it reveals lots and lots of white fluffy stuff. The other day we had enough time to almost empty it - fluff everywhere. We were very quiet so the humans didn't notice what we were doing. The fluffy stuff is rather odd to chew but still great fun. When the humans came in to the room they pretended to be angry and we had to go out for a couple of minutes while they picked it all up. We didn't stay out for very long though and then we were cuddled again. Isn't life fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-587327590844335651?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/587327590844335651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/discovery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/587327590844335651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/587327590844335651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-253017910657511794</id><published>2009-11-20T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:58:36.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SwZ1YrKMB3I/AAAAAAAAACA/zd5DZupCt60/s1600/Tarawatercan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SwZ1YrKMB3I/AAAAAAAAACA/zd5DZupCt60/s320/Tarawatercan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406137469467625330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our male human is into gardening - he plays with plants every day, and has all these cool tools which we love to creep up and 'borrow'. The best bit is when he's not looking and we can knock over plant pots. Sometimes they are empty in which case we just chew them but sometimes we get lucky and they are full of brown stuff and green things like sticks .These taste yummy but he does get upset when they were full and are now empty ... maybe the stuff all over the floor is the reason he gets upset?? This photo is of me (Tara)offering to help with the watering. ( I do have one question though - why does he cheer when it rains and we hate it so much??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-253017910657511794?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/253017910657511794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/gardening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/253017910657511794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/253017910657511794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/gardening.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SwZ1YrKMB3I/AAAAAAAAACA/zd5DZupCt60/s72-c/Tarawatercan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6693989753947776187</id><published>2009-11-20T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T02:31:26.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick!!</title><content type='html'>I was sick in the night last (Tara) and didn't feel well at all. Both my humans cleaned up after me and then stroked me to sleep. They said it was because I eat so much rubbish, but I don't know what they mean - I eat what's going, I don't know its rubbish or not. Admittedly the stuff in the bowl is nicer than most of the stuff I steal from the wardrobe, but how am I to know what 'rubbish' is? Maybe they should label everyhting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6693989753947776187?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6693989753947776187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6693989753947776187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6693989753947776187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html' title='Sick!!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-5455576827301005663</id><published>2009-11-18T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:12:38.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet!</title><content type='html'>This last couple of days have been very odd. We've noticed that every now and then the yellow thing in the sky disappears and wet stuff falls, and sometimes it's very windy and 'loud'. We don't like this at all.  I (Tilly) will go out in it to do the necessary but don't stay there long .... but Tara (wimpy Tara) won't even do that. She does her stuff on the patio floor undercover. I mean, okay getting wet is not great but hey.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for her the male human seems to be very understanding and just picks it and gives her a pat - I think it's a pat of sympathy, he gives me an even bigger pat for bravery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-5455576827301005663?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5455576827301005663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/wet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5455576827301005663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5455576827301005663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/wet.html' title='Wet!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4029282439328704183</id><published>2009-11-16T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:21:52.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend</title><content type='html'>Humans are weird. Our humans had other humans come round to our house on Friday - and then they all proceeded to eat masses of food sitting around the table in the forbidden zone. It took ages! ...... and all this time we were ignored! We tried everything, whimpering, barking, looking cute - nothing worked. I mean - how come these other humans didn't fall for our sad eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness when they left we were able to cause havoc as the dishwasher was being loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The the next two days our humans were in and out doing "jobs" . Don't know what that means but we were not amused being left all day. Still, as a reward for being so pathetic and good we were taken to the beach again this morning. All's well that ends well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4029282439328704183?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4029282439328704183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4029282439328704183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4029282439328704183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend.html' title='The weekend'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-5929272161964637220</id><published>2009-11-12T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:20:02.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaching it.</title><content type='html'>We went to the beach again today. Off the leads we had such good fun. Lots of dogs to play with and seaweed to smell and roll in. We had the best time playing with a horse! (well, we thought it was a horse but we heard our humans talking to the other humans and apparently it was a dog called a great Dane) .... Whatever it was, it was enormous,  such good fun to run underneath and back again. Big dogs can be scary sometimes but this one was as soft as us. Now we are crashing. Life's a beach eh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-5929272161964637220?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5929272161964637220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/beaching-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5929272161964637220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/5929272161964637220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/beaching-it.html' title='Beaching it.'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4665790931251467657</id><published>2009-11-12T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:16:12.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun &amp; games in the night</title><content type='html'>Oh what fun we had last night - after bedtime! Someone went out very late, and that someone left the dog barrier ajar to the forbidden areas. Hey, what are we to do? Investigate of course..... and boy what did we find - chips, subway papers, plates,  drinks, mouthguard retainer box - and on and on. Eventually the big human came through all bleary eyed and sent us out to wee. We took ages to do that 'cos we were having such a good time, but eventually we gave in , did our business and then the big softie allowed us on the big bed for the rest of the night. Boy did we sleep after all that excitement. Goodness knows what happened to the mess - but we were 'blameless' - just being Beagles after all. Sometimes it's such fun being a beagle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4665790931251467657?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4665790931251467657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-games-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4665790931251467657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4665790931251467657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-games-in-night.html' title='Fun &amp; games in the night'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-8432810687091310969</id><published>2009-11-10T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:56:41.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beach!!</title><content type='html'>Today, Wednesday, the humans took us to the beach - and let us off the lead. We're getting pretty good at coming when we are called now - of course we go back because treats await us, but hey what's a bribe between friends. We love the beach but are not too sure about that water stuff which keeps on coming backwards and forwards. Other dogs go in but not us, are we missing something??, maybe one day. &lt;br /&gt;After the beach we were taken for a hydrobath. We hate hydrobaths. I (Tilly) simply can't see the point. Soon as possible I find something to roll in to get me back to normal. Tara just whinges, she doesn't seem to like rolling in smelly stuff though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-8432810687091310969?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8432810687091310969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8432810687091310969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/8432810687091310969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/beach.html' title='The beach!!'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7976864116900318794</id><published>2009-11-10T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:29:14.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>We went to a new place for walkies today - a place where we could be off the leads, and it was really good. Then the humans went for lunch and we sat with them by the river. Although we tried our best we could not persuade them to give us anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7976864116900318794?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7976864116900318794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7976864116900318794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7976864116900318794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03_10.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-6606795772279931964</id><published>2009-11-09T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T02:45:01.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>We had a great Sunday ... we went to the Beagles Christmas Party. The humans have this club (WA Beagle Club) and we often meet with other humans and other Beagles. This party was great. I (Tara) was entered in the 'waggiest tail' competition - but as I wasn't consulted about I decided not to wag my tail!!&lt;br /&gt;Tilly was entered in the 'biscuit hunt' competition - which is perfect for her as she is a greedy guts. She found the biscuit in no time at all - a record I guess - but then didn't fancy it to eat. As the hunters had to demolish the biscuit too she was disqualified....... she brought the biscuit to me though and we shared it - good fun.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great run out in a huge park and really enjoyed the day - exhausting but brill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-6606795772279931964?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6606795772279931964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6606795772279931964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/6606795772279931964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4681152672576008835</id><published>2009-11-05T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:14:08.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fri - found the mischief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SvOUdz9TagI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbAcgkSzIy8/s1600-h/Retic%26dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SvOUdz9TagI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbAcgkSzIy8/s320/Retic%26dogs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400823618031806978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us NOT chewing the reticulation - until he is not watching!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4681152672576008835?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4681152672576008835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/fri-found-mischief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4681152672576008835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4681152672576008835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/fri-found-mischief.html' title='Fri - found the mischief'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/SvOUdz9TagI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbAcgkSzIy8/s72-c/Retic%26dogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-4673554226119354488</id><published>2009-11-05T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:56:00.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor me</title><content type='html'>Friday 6 Nov. I (Tara) was sick this morning ... I think it was a sock! I must learn that everything lying around within grasp is not food. Luckily the male human cleared it up and cuddled me. I think we are very lucky living here - now I'm off to find some more mischief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-4673554226119354488?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4673554226119354488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/poor-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4673554226119354488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/4673554226119354488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/poor-me.html' title='Poor me'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1315644136377803695</id><published>2009-10-31T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:36:42.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>Today we had a really long lie in - we conned the humans into letting us crash out on their bed - they had been out last night and were sleepy, so really it was a pushover.&lt;br /&gt;We do have to be a little careful there because we have eaten two sheets off their bed this week alone. I can't see what the issue is - what's a little tear here and there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1315644136377803695?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1315644136377803695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1315644136377803695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1315644136377803695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/0-unread-yahoo7-mail-dashk03.html' title='Sunday morning'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-7580675749384705529</id><published>2009-10-30T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:51:31.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun fun fun'/><title type='text'>Oh fun</title><content type='html'>We are destroying all the papers in the recycling bin ....... what fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-7580675749384705529?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7580675749384705529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7580675749384705529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/7580675749384705529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-fun.html' title='Oh fun'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7584750370420885009.post-1116787601697660114</id><published>2009-10-29T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:16:31.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our world'/><title type='text'>Our world</title><content type='html'>Hello we are Tilly McDonald Smith and Tara McDonald Smith. We are both Beagles - very lucky beagles because we have found ourselves a home where we can cause mayhem and our humans still love us. We try to be good, of course, but what we think is good and what the humans think is good is not always the same. Sometimes it is - and then we get treats!&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to write about our lives here, and if any other beagles want to share in it - well there is a challenging selection process which we will monitor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7584750370420885009-1116787601697660114?l=tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1116787601697660114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1116787601697660114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7584750370420885009/posts/default/1116787601697660114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tliiytarasblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-world.html' title='Our world'/><author><name>Beaglelover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13909725603278285764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__EOvheVE9Kg/Su0tcg4zs6I/AAAAAAAAABM/bvHSelrItzA/S220/T%26Tsleeping.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
