<?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-2949553161656000540</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:28:15.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Pearl</title><subtitle type='html'>the adventures of a funny little dog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RED SHOES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093500501296374515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/R7Cd-1dRxEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UwLuodSQRm4/S220/Red+Shoes+Button.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949553161656000540.post-7583981799584950855</id><published>2009-08-19T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:55:32.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meet my new brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxlsezbBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nmnCHUyNKCY/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxlsezbBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nmnCHUyNKCY/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371780270403553074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;life has certainly changed for me!&lt;br /&gt;my world was turned upside down by the arrival of this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I now have to share my toys,  my treats,  the BED, and my owners attention!!&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's all gonna be o.k.,  he's pretty mellow,  and leaves me alone most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST of the time.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I could really shake him like a little squirrel or rat because that's what us Jack Russells do ya know,  but I am DIFFERENT.&lt;br /&gt; I am good.&lt;br /&gt; I am fair.&lt;br /&gt;in fact I will even share my balls with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYm9yf-OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ilaJTNZVyJM/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYm9yf-OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ilaJTNZVyJM/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371765881990805730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I  show  remarkable restraint.  I am very gentle with him actually.&lt;br /&gt;I will roll over on my back and let him wrestle with me,  when his whole body is about the size of my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYeecnDcI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ODWUNs1vB2k/s1600-h/photo%2842%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYeecnDcI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ODWUNs1vB2k/s400/photo%2842%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371765736138542530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYY3pRlfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tw8hXKtM4go/s1600-h/photo%2846%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxYY3pRlfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tw8hXKtM4go/s400/photo%2846%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371765639823332850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup,  we're gonna be good friends,  I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;it's just this extra weight I've piled on that's killin me.&lt;br /&gt;that puppy food is awfully hard to resist!  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949553161656000540-7583981799584950855?l=pearldog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/feeds/7583981799584950855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-my-new-brother.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/7583981799584950855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/7583981799584950855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-my-new-brother.html' title='meet my new brother'/><author><name>RED SHOES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093500501296374515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/R7Cd-1dRxEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UwLuodSQRm4/S220/Red+Shoes+Button.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SoxlsezbBzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nmnCHUyNKCY/s72-c/DSC_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949553161656000540.post-6503185820230144307</id><published>2009-05-20T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:04:22.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like to bite things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/ShQ0WT4k_UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3R6qudSQY9M/s1600-h/P9090226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/ShQ0WT4k_UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3R6qudSQY9M/s400/P9090226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337949016240225602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when I'm not pretending to be a wild animal and biting my owner,  i like to bite obscure things. Like the corners off pillows,  (only the best ones on the couch mind you),  or special mementos, like expensive custom made photos albums that I pluck delicately off of living room side tables....totally over looking the common books in favor of those kinds of things.&lt;br /&gt; yes,  I'm kooky like that.&lt;br /&gt;  I also take great relish in biting the corners off of all of my fuzzy stuffed dog toys, and gingerly pulling all of the fuzz out of them so they lie limp on the living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;what my owner doesn't realize is that this makes the toys have maximum floppability,  so I can run around the house like a crazy dog shaking my limp chew toy pretending I have actually killed something in the wild. &lt;br /&gt; I like to be prepared should such an occasion actually arise.&lt;br /&gt; In fact today I was out in the yard on high alert,  hunting,  and chased a chipmunk up the gutter drain spout.&lt;br /&gt;  I could hear him chirping and chattering angrily at me from  inside the pipe,  so of course I had to BITE the entire drain pipe off of the side of the house.&lt;br /&gt;  of course that was not until I had actually bitten the pipe closed,  and made many puncture marks and bite holes on it turning it into swiss cheese before i ripped it from the siding.&lt;br /&gt;  oh,who needs those thing anyways?&lt;br /&gt;it's a sunny day, no rain in the forecast,  not even a cloud in sight!&lt;br /&gt;   So on that note,  I am off to go lounge out in the sun on the back deck, and dream about what else I can bite later,  because you know there will be something fun!&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Pearl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949553161656000540-6503185820230144307?l=pearldog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/feeds/6503185820230144307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-to-bite-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/6503185820230144307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/6503185820230144307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-to-bite-things.html' title='i like to bite things'/><author><name>RED SHOES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093500501296374515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/R7Cd-1dRxEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UwLuodSQRm4/S220/Red+Shoes+Button.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/ShQ0WT4k_UI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3R6qudSQY9M/s72-c/P9090226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949553161656000540.post-2539093688082038934</id><published>2009-05-12T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:31:16.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my very first post,  please bear with me, I don't have opposable thumbs ya know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnL12nf2aI/AAAAAAAAADY/VYkbd2jvLqk/s1600-h/pearl+in+perfect+light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnL12nf2aI/AAAAAAAAADY/VYkbd2jvLqk/s400/pearl+in+perfect+light.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335019359651748258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I look like a perfect little angel,  but in reality I am more of a little devil,  with clown-like   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 tendencies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnLvjBv9EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7uLCUjA4i9o/s1600-h/pearl+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnLvjBv9EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7uLCUjA4i9o/s400/pearl+closeup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335019251313931330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Don't let my charming face mislead you,  I can at times be quite ferocious,  but really I have   &lt;br /&gt;                                           nothing but love for my family,  and anyone I meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnH57RGCtI/AAAAAAAAADI/uJkkUictv9o/s1600-h/DSC_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnH57RGCtI/AAAAAAAAADI/uJkkUictv9o/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335015031572925138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         in fact I am quite helpful,  I clean up spills!!!   NOTHING get's past me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnHKYG26gI/AAAAAAAAADA/C5hcekUVnug/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnHKYG26gI/AAAAAAAAADA/C5hcekUVnug/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335014214680898050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   So even though most days,  you will find me lounging in the sun,  I am ALWAYS on high alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnELvw0_EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wAQTt8fHAxw/s1600-h/P9100242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnELvw0_EI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wAQTt8fHAxw/s400/P9100242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335010939675933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             that is,  when I am not pretending to be a rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnDy_cGNlI/AAAAAAAAACw/MFss-aVEUrg/s1600-h/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnDy_cGNlI/AAAAAAAAACw/MFss-aVEUrg/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335010514387220050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             or lounging in bed,  hey,  someone's gotta do it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnDPnklj3I/AAAAAAAAACo/0H6Krg3t-hU/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnDPnklj3I/AAAAAAAAACo/0H6Krg3t-hU/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335009906684956530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             even though,  yes,  at times you will catch me licking my rear end,&lt;br /&gt;                         I am actually QUITE the  little lady,  I prefer to lounge with my legs crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnC0ctorNI/AAAAAAAAACg/Tjn1rOjaoxI/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnC0ctorNI/AAAAAAAAACg/Tjn1rOjaoxI/s400/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335009439913651410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   or lounge poolside.....I would never be caught dead perspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnCduQco4I/AAAAAAAAACY/1dAKguTi6SA/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnCduQco4I/AAAAAAAAACY/1dAKguTi6SA/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335009049486074754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          in fact I am also very fashionable,  and like to sport the latest styles.  sweaters suit me best&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnBV8EailI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZNdPXTN5NLc/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnBV8EailI/AAAAAAAAACI/ZNdPXTN5NLc/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335007816243120722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             I also prefer to travel in style.&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    So thanks for stopping by to take a brief peek into my life.&lt;br /&gt;                                                       I live a really NICE life by the way.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, My owner thinks my life is SO great,  she feels the need to share it with YOU.&lt;br /&gt;because yes,  at times I do very funny things,  like bark with food in my mouth,  or  bite at bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;it's those kinds if things that make life SO much more special huh?&lt;br /&gt;So take a peek,   slow it all down a notch,  you CAN really learn how to enjoy life more by watching a dog.&lt;br /&gt;i'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;  have a great day!  I am off to go bark at the mailman now, and chase some balls,  i have priorities you know!&lt;br /&gt;  XOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Pearl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949553161656000540-2539093688082038934?l=pearldog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/feeds/2539093688082038934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-very-first-post-please-bear.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/2539093688082038934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949553161656000540/posts/default/2539093688082038934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearldog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-my-very-first-post-please-bear.html' title='this is my very first post,  please bear with me, I don&apos;t have opposable thumbs ya know.'/><author><name>RED SHOES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14093500501296374515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/R7Cd-1dRxEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UwLuodSQRm4/S220/Red+Shoes+Button.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hu7o8vRHv84/SgnL12nf2aI/AAAAAAAAADY/VYkbd2jvLqk/s72-c/pearl+in+perfect+light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry></feed>
