tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-108167722012-01-07T07:31:32.477-08:00Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1124852596726527942005-08-23T20:03:00.000-07:002005-08-23T20:03:18.790-07:00ODE TO A MUTT <br /> <br />Born in an alley, one of six was I, no right to live, too tough to die. Worn out mother, father unknown, runt of the litter, in a world alone. <br />Raised in the streets by wits alone, taken in twice by what I hoped was home. Not well bred the people would say, can't keep him when he looks that way. <br />Legs too long, head too small, didn't notice the heart at all. Look at me deep I wanted to say, I'll give you love, please let me stay. Somewhere I know there's a place for me, where I can share love someone will see. Someone will look beneath my fur and skin, see my soul and take me in. <br /> <br />Author Unknown<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-112485259672652794?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1120450852668915872005-07-03T21:20:00.000-07:002005-07-03T21:20:52.686-07:00Benji had a GREAT day at the lake. He loved the boat ride and the wind racing past his ears...had fun wading in the water...had a nice chicken dinner courtesy of Aunt Libby...and hunted for HOURS. A perfect day (or so he said!). He's sacked out now in the doggie bed. <br /> <br />Hope you're having a great day too! <br /> <br />Love you! <br />Mom and Benji<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-112045085266891587?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119790779289800172005-06-26T05:57:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:59:39.290-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC003131.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC003131.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111979077928980017?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119790627739895482005-06-26T05:54:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:57:07.740-07:00they need too bee a-dop-tid.<br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC00304.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC00304.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111979062773989548?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119790438769252722005-06-26T05:51:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:53:58.770-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC002701.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC002701.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111979043876925272?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119790301199893042005-06-26T05:44:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:51:41.200-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC002451.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC002451.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111979030119989304?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119789789796667102005-06-26T05:32:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:43:09.800-07:00Mommee gotted a nu dijatle camra so she takes lots of pikshurs of mee :-)<br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC00185.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC00243.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC00243.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC00231.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC00231.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111978978979666710?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119789113372677372005-06-25T23:12:00.000-07:002005-06-26T05:31:56.336-07:00My Frend Porsche. She livs next dore.<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/1600/DSC00166.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4461/283/320/DSC00166.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111978911337267737?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1119763444653604402005-06-25T22:24:00.000-07:002005-06-25T22:24:04.663-07:00mrbenjidog7: mommees homee <br />mrbenjidog7: i thinks im a binj eeter <br />StwrtWttl: i know...mamma sed shee be back shoon <br />mrbenjidog7: yup <br />mrbenjidog7: she sed im fat :-( <br />StwrtWttl: you nott fat...you pwesentwie pwump<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111976344465360440?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1116952057127091062005-05-24T09:27:00.000-07:002005-05-24T09:27:37.143-07:00<a href="http://www.doghoroscopes.com/home.html">dog horoscopes.com</a> <br /> <br />ME = PISCES <br />MY DOG = CAPRICORN <br />... <br />A complex friendship. If the Capricorn can accept that there's no way to control Pisces' sudden mood shifts, the relationship can be rewarding...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111695205712709106?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1116901477893853212005-05-23T19:24:00.000-07:002005-05-23T19:24:37.896-07:00<a href="http://www.doghoroscopes.com/home.html">dog horoscopes.com</a><br /><br />Capricorn (December 22 - January 20) Person that has been bothering you will be gone soon. Recent dream presented guideline - follow it. Libra and another Aries will play fascinating roles.<br /><br />CAPRICORN . <br />. ..(December 22 - January 20) . <br />. . . <br />. ...... Sign of The Goat <br />...... Ruling Planet - Saturn <br />...... Most Desirable Qualities - Reserved, ambitious, good sense of humor <br />...... Talent - Social climbing <br />...... Physical Characteristics - Perfection in form and build <br />....... Lucky Day - Saturday <br />....... Most Harmonious Signs - Taurus, Virgo, Libra <br /> . <br />. . . <br />. . . <br />. . . <br />. The Goat symbolizes the ability to scale heights and this will be your driving force since you are the ultimate social climber. . <br />. . . <br />. You adore trips to the doggy salon and "beautiful dog of the year" is your greatest desire. You just intuitively know that the nicer you appear to others the more likely you are to get what you want. . <br />. . . <br />. <strong><em>And, you are such a FLIRT. Roll those eyes, wag that tail and you have the attention of everyone in the park!</strong></em> The stars indicate a match with one born under the sign of Cancer. . <br />. . . <br />. This year will be an exceptionally favorable one and things will happen in pairs, most of which will be exciting. You will be very popular and friends play an important part in your life this year! . <br />. . . <br />. There is also a possible change of residence or the renovation of your home. You will feel displaced, but adjust easily to your new surroundings. . <br />. . . <br />. You show good judgment and exceptional insight especially were people are concerned. . <br />. . . <em><strong><br />. You would do well on an archaeological dig since you work hard to dig for buried treasure, but thoroughly study the remains when found. . <br />. . . </strong></em>. <br /><em><strong>Subject to mood changes you sometimes appear shy and distant and at other times overly affectionate. And while you enjoy being alone, happily roaming, you would be heartbroken if you were not included. You have charming little ways of showing your jealously and hurt feelings! .</strong></em> <br />. . . <br />. You are very receptive to catching cold, so try to stay warm and dry. A sunny spot is high on your list of delights. . <br />. . . <br />. Since your birthday comes before, during or after the holiday and New Year period, you naturally assume that all of the holiday festivities are in honor of your birthday and that you are very special! Your lucky number is 7. <em><strong>Your favorite colors are tan and blue. </strong></em>. <br />. . . <br />. QUOTE OF THE MONTH BY LORD BYRON: . <br />. . . <br />. "Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, all of the virtues of Man without his vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Boatswain, my dog."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111690147789385321?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1111973441408991972005-03-27T17:30:00.000-08:002005-03-27T17:30:41.406-08:00i haff hikkups. i hate them. woof.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111197344140899197?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1111970849338579642005-03-27T16:47:00.000-08:002005-03-27T16:47:29.336-08:00pictures of Mr. R from his visit with Aunt Jenn and Aunt Laur :-) <br /><a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/cuddlesdaviddunbar/album?.dir=338d&amp;.src=ph">Yahoo! Photos - cuddlesdaviddunbar's Photos - our friend Benji</a> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111197084933857964?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1111461520188633852005-03-21T19:18:00.000-08:002005-03-21T19:18:40.190-08:00i tink my mommy has gon nuts. she waits til 3in the morning to go to bed and almost didnt even take me outside first! she did end up letting me go out and pee, then smell around herculees area but then dragged me back upstairs to bed. then she didnt wake up today until 1pm! she knew she had class at 9, and had her alarm set for 6 but she just let it go on and on and on. i dont ever want to bug her but when she wakes late like that, she is all grumpy and in a hurry about everything and forgets to take me out and give me new water and bedding since i shredded the one mommy had given me before. she keeps threatening to send me to a pawded room, so that must mean mrooe puppy friends :-) kristen took her meds and is getting really sleepy so i'll try to finish blogging later about my time when i met Aunt Jenn!!! ohhh torri and lilly are so lucky. she was so wonderfool i want to go meet her kids now! i staying with momma and daddy tonight so kristen doesnt have to drop me off so early tomorrow. mommy says time to post bout last weekend will be soon and remind me to tell the story of when she left me in the car, i will give u a hint, there are still toys hidden in palces she doesnt kno exist. loves!!! <br /> <br />ooo <br /> O benji <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111146152018863385?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1111254185571670572005-03-19T09:43:00.000-08:002005-03-19T09:43:05.570-08:00omigoodness... mommy says we're getting ready to leave to go to cuddles' house to see his mommy and to meet torri and lil's mommy!!! she comes from nuuyawrk. i dont know where that is but i dont think i've ever walked there. mommy got me new toys last night... i got a really fun bouncee one that she puts stuff in that tastes like liver... yummy! and she got me some little rawhide bones and some weird stuff she said is good for my teeth but i dunno if i like them yet. we will see. she got me a new jacket too, it says "too cool for obediance school" but it doesnt fit me... she says i have too many muscles becuz im a big man :-) heehee. guess what! mommy just said 'u ready to goooo?' that means we're going for a walk then for a car ride to Miss Lauren's house!!! i am so excited i think i just peed on myself! talk to you later blog!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111125418557167057?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1110744760856744212005-03-13T11:54:00.000-08:002005-03-13T12:12:40.856-08:00yay! mommy says we're going for a car ride! she says we're going over to aunt dakota's house, which is ok becuz momma and daddy live their and i like them alot. dont tell mommy but im ak-sha-lee starting to like aunt dakota a lil bit better, she even plays with me like stewart and i play sometimes. i still dont like it when she gets too clos to my mommy becuz im fraid aunt dakota mite hurt her. so sometimes i just have to get mean wit dakota and tell her whose boss around here. mommy says its time to go! oh boy! mommy also says she don-loatet some brushes to make my blog even prittier if that is pawss-i-bul. i dunt know how she can brush a blog but i know i like being brushed!!!<br /> Love, Benji <br /> <img src="http://shs.starkville.k12.ms.us/~seanm/wordprocessing/images/pawprint.gif" /></img><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111074476085674421?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1110380748903637912005-03-09T07:05:00.000-08:002005-03-09T07:05:48.906-08:00<span style="color:#ffcc33;">Yay mommy made me a new layout! It took her a while, and i sat in my chair all alone watching her... but now my blog is pritty :-) she's ak-sha-lee sitting with me in my chair rite now. she woke up late this morning and was grumpy and only took me out for a sekund and i only got to pee twice! she knows my tummy holds lots more pee than that but she said she had to go so we went back up to my uhparrtmint and she left my leash hooked to my collar which is never a good sign. i knew she was leaving because she dint go to make me breckfist right away. she said "kumon benji! wanna go upstairs?" like it was going to be a game, but i know her better than that. i stopped about 3 steps up and wouldnt move and i wriggled every way i could to get out of her arms when she pikt me up but it dint work. she put me in my box... it was so cold up there i started shakkkking! she must have felt sorree for me because she let me out, dragged the box down the stairs and closed the door so i would be warmer. i'm glad it wasnt as cold but i still dont like being all alone... its skaree! i barked and barked after she closed the door to leave but she didnt come back. i had to pee soooo bad while she was gone that i peed out the front of my box, so a little got on the blanket in my box, and some got out the door on the floor, but i didnt get in trouble. i think mommee knew that i just couldnt hold it anymore. now im curled up all warm in my mommees lap while i blog, but i want to spend more time with her so this is all im gonna rite!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111038074890363791?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1110158703366439632005-03-06T17:25:00.000-08:002005-03-06T17:25:03.366-08:00I just don't understand it. Why did they have to bring home the big black monster they call Dakota, when they already had me! I can understand letting Stewart be my new cousin since he doesnt live at Momma and Daddy's house, but everytime we go there, Dakota's still there! She just doesnt seem to know when she isnt wanted. I keep trying to give her the hint by jumping on her and biting her, but nooo, she has to stay around to antagonize me. She's so big i'm afraid she's going to hurt my Mommy. The other night I thought Dakota and Mommy were just playing, so I was watching Momma cook (she you-shu-uhh-lee gives me some!) when Dakota started growling and I was sooo scared she was going to hurt my mommy, i had to attack her! A-parent-lee they thought i just wanted to hurt her for no reason, because i got in trouble again. I dont understand, everything was just fine! Maybe i should dig a hole big enough for her and let her run away. hmm...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-111015870336643963?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1109858089205217392005-03-03T05:54:00.000-08:002005-03-03T05:54:49.206-08:00omigosh its soooo cold outside! no matter which way we walk, either the freezing wind and snow are blowing in my nose and eyes or up my butt! i hate it! i'm a warm weather dog. the snow gets all caked in my paw pads, then that salty stuff they put on the ground gets in them too, and owww it hurts! <br /> <br />i think i may be winning the battle of me versus the laptop. mommy put it down several times today to pet me and play with me... purrr-siss-tens works!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-110985808920521739?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1108942815640198622005-02-20T15:38:00.000-08:002005-02-20T15:40:15.643-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;">i dont know if i like this whole nascar idea. i like to chase cars and all, but after a while, i just get tired and fall asleep. how can mommy sit and watch those men go around and around in circles all day?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-110894281564019862?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Baby Birdernoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1108526605920363082005-02-15T20:03:00.000-08:002005-02-15T20:03:25.920-08:00Benji's Typist: benji wants me to tell you that we just went through the arby's drive through, and the girl gave him roast beef <br />Benji's Typist: and now he very much wants my turkey <br />Torri: omg!! how cute!!!! <br />Benji's Typist: hehe <br />Benji's Typist: he HOOVERED it <br />Torri: did she just offer it to him? <br />Torri: or did he order <br />Benji's Typist: yup :-) <br />Benji's Typist: second time they've done that <br />Benji's Typist: and i think second time he's been to arbys <br />Torri: lol <br />Benji's Typist: he'll prob be requesting it more often now <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-110852660592036308?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>benjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02368980789435583320noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10816772.post-1108333943914434332005-02-13T14:31:00.000-08:002005-02-13T14:32:23.913-08:00woof. this is benji's new blog<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10816772-110833394391443433?l=benjidog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>benjihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02368980789435583320noreply@blogger.com0