<?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-14419066</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:47:53.039-07:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='Dutchy at 4'/><category term='tabblo'/><title type='text'>A Few Aw-aws (or Arf-arfs)</title><subtitle type='html'>From Barks to Words. A Journal of a Well-loved Dog named Double Dutch.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-3751228283500163418</id><published>2008-02-16T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:42:27.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dutchy at 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tabblo'/><title type='text'>One Lazy Afternoon</title><content type='html'>I know it's been so long since I've blogged. And if you only knew what I've been through lately... 'twas the worst experience ever! But I can't talk about it yet... Can't bear relieving it yet. Brrrrr, It gives me the shivers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'll just post my latest tabblo here for your enjoyment. I'll write about the bad stuff later. Now's for fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tabblo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabblo.com/studio/stories/shared/23690/hsv5jbcf1zlg9ad"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="415" alt="Tabblo: One Lazy Afternoon" src="http://www.tabblo.com/studio/image/public/185534/11653e079527ea539bdd2a93084b4e4d.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabblo.com/studio/stories/shared/23690/hsv5jbcf1zlg9ad"&gt;See my Tabblo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-3751228283500163418?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3751228283500163418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=3751228283500163418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/3751228283500163418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/3751228283500163418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-lazy-afternoon.html' title='One Lazy Afternoon'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-3417285413841282469</id><published>2007-03-23T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:10:49.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Birthdays and Aunts</title><content type='html'>Hey bloggeroos! Miss me? I'm sure you did! Why, I can't believe my last post was still 2006! So many things happened to me since then. For starters, I'm already 3 years old now! Yup, I celebrated my birthday last December 19 - and I didn't even get to blog about it! Anyhoo, here's a picture of me blowing my birthday cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045338127916530386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cn0a7vw1Glg/RgSkS8Yy-tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o4N4LGpoS0c/s320/dutch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just view my tabblo for more pictures at: &lt;a href="http://www.tabblo.com/studio/stories/view/193084/"&gt;http://www.tabblo.com/studio/stories/view/193084/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what else is new with me? Well, I am not just 3 now, but I'm a tita as well. Yup, I've got a new niece! Her name's Kalli and she's ate Sheila's baby. She calls me tita Dutch - or at least that's what she will call me when she learns to speak, hihihi. But almost everyone else at home is already calling me tita Dutch so that Kalli 'll get used to it. Frankly I'm not sure I'll get used to it. It makes me feel old :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, I'm not exactly sure how I feel about being an aunt. I mean, I'm happy that Kalli's here. I am! I was so excited when she first got home. I was jumping up and down just to get a glimpse of her. Imagine, a baby! I've never seen a baby before. Oh alright I have. But not as small as Kalli. She was so tiny. And she doesn't walk. They're always carrying her around. I kept following her wherever they took her. Or at least I tried to follow her. But they wouldn't let me near her. They wouldn't even let me inside ate Sheila's room! Now what was up with that??! I demand my fair share of time with my niece, demmit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being the baby for all my life, I'm not quite sure how to be an aunt. I suppose I have to act all grown-up now. I have to watch over my niece and make sure she doesn't do the wrong things like pee on the carpet or drink from the pond. I myself know how dangerous it is to drink from the pond. Remember the time I fell in with the fishy-fishies? Hihihi, that was quite an experience! But I wouldn't want that to happen to Kalli, would I? Gotta watch over her real close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I noticed though is that Kalli seems to have a lot of birthdays. It's like it's her birthday all the time. Why, she could be older than me now! Is she? Hmmm, I've got to think about this. I'm not sure I can be her aunt and be younger than her. Or will she be my aunt now? Wait, that doesn't seem right. I'm confused! I should probably go and ask ate Sheila about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time bloggeroos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-3417285413841282469?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/3417285413841282469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=3417285413841282469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/3417285413841282469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/3417285413841282469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-birthdays-and-aunts.html' title='On Birthdays and Aunts'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cn0a7vw1Glg/RgSkS8Yy-tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o4N4LGpoS0c/s72-c/dutch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-115890444938108475</id><published>2006-09-21T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:58:10.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I hate the thunder. I really do! They frighten me :( And don't you try telling me I'm a big girl now! It has nothing to do with age. Besides, heightwise, I'm still small. I'll always be small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It's raining again. I wish it'll stop. The thunder's so loud :( Waaah! I wanted ate Sheila to carry me. But she didn't :( Come to think of it, she hasn't been carrying me lately. Hmmm... What's up with that? I guess it has something to do with "The Kalli". I've been hearing a lot about it lately. I'm still not sure what it is but I'm guessing it has something to do with ate Sheila's growing tummy. She has gotten quite fat, you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I'm on the bed now. Ate Sheila's with me and keeping me safe from the thunder. I've already texted ate LA too, and she suggested I stay on the bed. So I guess I'll be here for a while. I'm going to try to nap now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dream happy thoughts... No more thunder... Zzzz... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-115890444938108475?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/115890444938108475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=115890444938108475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115890444938108475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115890444938108475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-thunder.html' title='I Hate Thunder'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-115668865346610654</id><published>2006-08-27T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T07:24:13.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Blogging</title><content type='html'>Hello Blogmates! Dutchy here, come to say hello, hihihi! Actually, I have so much to write about but I can't stay long. I'm very busy waiting for ate LA now. I'm just here to write a quick post to help ate Sheila test something on her blog, hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok folks, gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-115668865346610654?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/115668865346610654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=115668865346610654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115668865346610654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115668865346610654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-blogging.html' title='Quick Blogging'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-115465680656678021</id><published>2006-08-03T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:00:06.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Early Morning Errands</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Good morning Bloggeroos! Today I had an early morning errand. I didn't mind cause I'm an early riser myself. Nothing like a good walk or drive in the morning to boost my day, I would say. Oh who am I kidding, I love going out no matter what the time is, hihihi :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So off we went. First, ate LA and I drove kuya Bernard to the MRT station at around 7:30am. Then we wanted to buy Gonuts doughnuts at Eastwood for breakfast. Now I'm not sure if I've told you yet but Eastwood has become quite a regular hang-out place for me this year. With ate Sheila moving there and all, why, I'm practically a resident there too! Hihihi, I confess I never get tired of going there - although I kinda find ate Sheila's house a little too stuffy after a few hours of staying there. It's not as big as our huge mansion in Lagro after all, hihihi. And what's with the very high windows? Don't they know I'm only around a foot high and 2 feet long?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Anyhoo, back to my errand. So we went to Eastwood to buy Gonuts, but the store was still closed. It opens at 9 but it was only 8am when we got there. I thought that was the end of our errands and we were going home. Oh silly me, I almost forgot an important duty that has been drilled in me since I was a baby! You see, it has always been my task to wake everybody up in the morning. But since ate Sheila's in Eastwood now, ofcourse I couldn't wake her up anymore. But today I could! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So off we went to ate Sheila's house. I was so excited cause I get to wake-up kuya Leo too! When we got there, I was uber-hyper! But ate Sheila was already awake and she opened the door for us. So on to the next sleepy head. Kuya Leo was still sleeping on the bed. Cheerfully I jumped on it, bell jingling and all, and started kissing kuya Leo. I wanted to wake him up with kisses on his face but a pillow was covering it. I really tried my best to get through, but kuya Leo was a toughie sleepy head. In the end I did what I always do in these situations. I settled down beside him and joined him, hihihi :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;All too soon ate LA said we had to go home. I was unsuccessful in my last task but atleast I got to drink my breakfast milk at ate Sheila's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Well, until my next post bloggeroos! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-115465680656678021?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/115465680656678021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=115465680656678021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115465680656678021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115465680656678021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-early-morning-errands.html' title='My Early Morning Errands'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-115027398779758291</id><published>2006-06-14T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T01:43:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Killer Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was attacked yesterday! Right there where everyone could see! Can you believe it???? There I was at Tiende Sitas shopping with the family, when all of a sudden this mad dog came out of nowhere and attacked me! Attacked me! Goodness, I was so scared! My mommy was buying me a new collar cause the bell in my old one got lost. Ate LA was holding my leash but she was also not paying too much attention to me cause she was also helping mommy choose. I was just walking around the store, then this barbaric killer dog got out of the other room and zoomed in on me. I had nowhere to run! Luckily ate LA picked me up before the dog could bite me. Whew! I'm just sorry ate LA's slipper got ruined from the fight. But she protected me well... thanks ate LA! I'll buy you new slippers when I get the money, hiihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell you, that was a scary store. There were dogs everywhere and they were barking at me. Dogs are really mean animals, you know. They're very scary and we should keep away from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoo, enough about that incident... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other day was my mommy's birthday. We all went to Dampa to have dinner. I almost believed I wasn't going. You see, my ates were playing this prank on me. They all got inside the car and pretended to leave me. Tsk tsk tsk! But of course they wouldn't leave me. It's mommy's birthday after all, and I should be there right? Well, as I told you, they were just playing a prank on me. Still, I got all sad for a moment there. Oh well, I'll get them for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My aunts and uncles and cousins where there too. They were all eating seafood but they wouldn't let me try. They bought me chicken instead. Well, I was happy with that. I love chicken, don't you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and there was this dog... and exceptional one who was not scary and mean... who was with ate Ann Bernadeth. That dog I could tolerate. He was kinda sweet actually, hihihi.. and shy. Shy dogs are better. Why couldn't all dogs be shy anyway? Anyhoo, we went home pretty late that night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, that's it for now. I need to catch up on my rest whenever I can, hihihi. Until next time bloggeroos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-115027398779758291?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/115027398779758291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=115027398779758291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115027398779758291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115027398779758291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/06/killer-dog.html' title='The Killer Dog'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-115027255676208006</id><published>2006-06-11T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T01:09:16.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Job</title><content type='html'>Hey blogmates! Sorry for not writing recently. I've been very busy these past few months cause of this new job I have. Yup, I've got me a job now. Been pretty good at it too, if I say so myself. Because I'm a big girl now (all of 2 and half years old), I get to be Ate LA's Sidekick! Yup, that's my new job title alright :) Well, the pay's not so good... cause I'm not getting any, hihihi. But I get to travel a lot. Whew, been everywhere I tell you! And I must say I'm liking it good, hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of just fell into the job when my yaya (nanny) went away. I miss my yaya Nene (or Nini), but I must say her leaving opened a whole new door for me. Because I don't (well, didn't - cause I've got a new one now) have a yaya, and because my mommy went to the province for a while, ate LA had no choice but to bring me along wherever she went. And that's how my new job started :) Personally, I think she has always wanted me to be her sidekick but was just afraid I was still too young. Well, I proved her wrong didn't I? Hihihi, so now she's happy and I'm happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to give you an idea of what I've been doing on the job... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I usually accompany ate LA when she buys groceries. We buy at Robinsons Eastwood just below ate Sheila's house and, I must say, the people there are very friendly. I think they know me already, hihihi. I usually help ate LA find the items we need to buy. I can run fast, you see. All she needs to do is follow, hihihi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was that time I accompanied ate LA to the car shop. We had to bring kuya Bernard's car cause it had a problem. We just walked to the shop from our house and I needed to protect ate LA from the scary barking dogs. Well ok, so she protected me more than I did her. Well, what did you expect when I'm just a tiny dog?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as part of my job, I also have to watch over ate Sheila sometimes. She's pregnant, you see, and she needs me to look out for her. I think that's part of ate LA's job but, being ate LA's sidekick, she delegates it to me sometimes. Sometimes we buy food at UP Shopping Center with Kuya Leo cause, well, ate Sheila likes the tapsilog there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also accompanied ate LA to tita Vilma's house a few times when she played madjong there. I must say I didn't like that part of the job too much cause, well, there were dogs there, and they scare me :( Still, being the good sidekick that I am, I endured it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are just a few of the things that I did (and I do) on the job. I actually have a new yaya now, ate Jessica. But I'm sure ate LA will not lay me off. I've become too valuable to her, you see, hihihi. After all, I was the ideal sidekick ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-115027255676208006?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/115027255676208006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=115027255676208006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115027255676208006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/115027255676208006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-new-job.html' title='My New Job'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-114740750343013437</id><published>2006-05-11T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:18:23.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a Blogger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;... always a blogger. Now if only my ates will allot some time in helping me write! You'd think they'd remember that none of them taught me how, right? But NO! They just up and forgot about me and my need to blog! They're just too busy for me. NO TIME FOR ME AT ALL! Hmmmp! Who needs them anyway??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hihihi, sorry for that... I'm just feeling bored is all :( Well, I gotta go. My ate's having lunch now. See what I mean? No time at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-114740750343013437?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/114740750343013437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=114740750343013437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/114740750343013437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/114740750343013437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2006/05/once-blogger.html' title='Once a Blogger...'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-113137979755343788</id><published>2005-11-07T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:18:44.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Swimming Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, guess what happened to me today? Clue? It was cold. It was suprising. It was wet. It was fun! Hihihi, have you guessed it??? Oh ok, I'll tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it happened only a few hours ago. There I was, walking around the house... sometimes trying to bug my ates into playing with me... sometimes just playing with my toys on my own. Suddenly I felt so thirsty. Well, who wouldn't be with all the food that I've been eating, right? Hmmm, what to do, what to do? Well, there are 3 things that I thought of doing. First, I can go to my pet bowl and see if there's still water there. Second, I can go ask my ates for water. Or third, I can just help myself to the fishy-fishy's water in the pond. Well, since I felt I was already a big girl and don't need my ate's help anymore... and since there's more water in the pond anyway, and it looks like the fishy-fishies couldn't seem to drink all of it... I opted to go with my third choice. Now, the only problem is that I usually drink from the fishy-fishy's water inside the house. However, the glass door was closed.. and, well.. instead of asking my ates to open it for me, I just thought of drinking from the one outside our house. Bigger pond means more water, right? Well, there's a lot of water there alright, and don't I know it! You know what happened next? I FELL IN THE WATER! Oh yes I did! It was quite surprising actually. One moment I was trying to balance myself on the ledge, trying to take a sip. The next moment I was swimming with the fishy-fishies! My oh my, it's a good thing I got out quickly. Brrrrrr... was the water cold or what! Hihihi, I got all wet, I tell you! And of course that got me all hyper and all, hihihi :D My ates kept laughing at me! But I didn't mind. It was kinda funny afterall, hihihi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, atleast now I know that I shouldn't be drinking from THAT POND. Hmmm, I guess I'm not quite the big girl afterall. But it sure was fun, hihihi. We gotta experience these things atleast once, right? Hmmm... now how about a second? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-113137979755343788?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/113137979755343788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=113137979755343788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/113137979755343788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/113137979755343788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/11/night-swimming-anyone.html' title='Night Swimming Anyone?'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-113055777107535879</id><published>2005-10-28T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:49:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey bloggeroos! Did you see me on TV? Did you?! Did you?! Hihihi, I was! I was! Well, atleast I think I was. But let me start at the very beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It all happened when I was in Eastwood with my family last week to join the World's Longest Line. Yup, it was the longest line of people and doggies - well, me (and let's ignore those 2 mean doggies who tried to chase me away) - ever! Why, I've never seen so many people in my whole life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There were so many of us falling in line, I didn't even know what we were falling in line for. At first I thought it was for food, and I was so excited! But then we didn't get any food, so I guess I was wrong. Hmmm, maybe I should ask my ates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoo bloggeroos, there I was, falling in line with my ates and kuyas. Even then, a lot of people were already pointing at me and trying to touch me. But I'm used to it by now, hihihi. I just tried to be as gracious and friendly as I could, even with that one little girl who tried to take me with her. I just kept my cool and smiled a lot. Fans love that you know, hihihi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, as I was saying, there I was minding my own business, when there came this girl and a guy. She was holding a microphone and talking and pointing at me, while the guy was carrying a big big camera. She kept telling the guy "Focus on the Dog, focus on the dog!" Why, they're the media! Wow, I was a star, I tell ya! Hihihi, I guess they just couldn't miss my star quality ;) Well, again I kept my cool and kept on walking and smiling. Gotta act sophisticated you know, hihihi. Now if only I knew what TV station they aired it... hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, here's a picture of one of my fans who kept petting me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm irresistable!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Picture050.jpg" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, in the end, I couldn't keep my cool anymore cause I got so hungry. I saw this chicken leg on the floor, and, well, you see... I love chicken... so I picked it up and tried to take a bite. Just a small small bite. But my ates didn't let me. That made me sad :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm hungry :(" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Dutchchair.jpg" width="35%" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Later on, ate LA fed me chicken from her plate, and I guess was happy with that. Didn't get to eat much though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, atleast I got to be part of the World's Longest Line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-113055777107535879?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/113055777107535879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=113055777107535879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/113055777107535879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/113055777107535879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-star.html' title='I&apos;m A Star!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_Picture050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112943562303575032</id><published>2005-10-15T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:29:52.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm All Well Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, it's been so long since I've posted anything here. Let me see... my last entry was September 12 - that was more than a month ago! Goodness, you blogmates must have missed me a lot! Well, I missed you too. Hey I know, why don't you come visit me sometime? I'd go visit you but I'm sure I'll get lost, hihihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, so the main reason why I was not able to write until now was because I got sick. I mean, REALLY sick :( I got me a case of BABESIA - atleast that's what I heard from the doctor (whom I hate, by the way). They said it's a blood parasite. It was destroying my red blood cells, whatever that is. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;t was really bad. I got this very high fever. At first, ate Sheila and ate LA thought I've been sunbathing on the terrace again. But I didn't. I was just hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I felt so weak too. I kept running out of breath and I couldn't be my bouncy, hyper self. I guess that's when my ates got really worried. Ate LA brought me to the hospital, and it was the worst! They kept poking me and sticking things inside me. They even took some of my blood! I was so terrified :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate going to the hospital. It's a bad, scary place. But they kept bringing me back there over and over again. I don't think it's my ates faults though cause they don't seem to like to go there too. And they hugged me and held me throughout the time I'm being scared. I was so scared I trembled! No it's not my ates faults. It's the doctors. Yup, it's them alright. They kept making me go back there. And I don't want to anymore :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing I don't like about being sick, aside from the hospital and feeling weak? It's the medicines. And I've got tons of them! They kept feeding me those stuff for the longest time. And at odd hours too. Sometimes I'm already asleep and they'd wake me up just to give me those awful tasting medicines. Yuck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a picture of me when I had the fever. Don't know why my ates kept putting that wet towel on my head... probably the doctor's order again. See how thin I got? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm a helpless little Dutchy :(" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Picture034.jpg" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, atleast it's over now. After 1 month of treatment, I think I'm well now. I can even go to gimiks again. Why, just the other day, I even went to the airport with ate LA and ate Sheila to drive our daddy there. Then we went to Eastwood to have lunch. Hihihi, I'm sure glad I can go running again without feeling so out-of-breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some pictures of us eating at Bacolod Chicken. Ate Sheila is the designated photographer so you can't see her there, hihihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Got my own chair again, hihihi" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Dutch.jpg" width="45%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="I love their Inasal na Atay!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Dutchandla.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, that's it for me for now. I'll try to post again soon. Gotta go eat now. Bye bloggeroos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112943562303575032?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112943562303575032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112943562303575032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112943562303575032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112943562303575032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-all-well-now.html' title='I&apos;m All Well Now'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_Picture034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112657515557767380</id><published>2005-09-12T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T18:32:35.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Picking on My Nails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My ates have been such bad girls lately. They just wouldn't leave me alone! They want to cut my nails, and I don't want them to. REALLY don't want them to! I mean, I'm old enough to grow it, right? &lt;em&gt;Dalaga na ako e!&lt;/em&gt; How come my mommy can grow her nails? How come my ates can too? How come they wouldn't let me??? Haaaay, sometimes it can get so frustrating here at home. I couldn't even sleep properly at times cause I had to hide my nails. They've snuck up on me a few times already while I was sleeping and did that make me angry or what! Never mind that my long nails are becoming quite uncomfortable and are hindering me from running and jumping about. I just don't want to cut them, ok? I JUST DON'T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112657515557767380?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112657515557767380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112657515557767380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112657515557767380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112657515557767380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/09/stop-picking-on-my-nails.html' title='Stop Picking on My Nails!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112556555747774745</id><published>2005-09-01T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:05:57.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was saying in my previous post.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm sleepy" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING6.jpg" width="30%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Brrr... it's cold!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING5.jpg" width="30%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="zzzzZZZZ" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING1.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Ate LA, usog!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING3.jpg" width="30%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="zzzzZZZZ again..." src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING.jpg" width="30%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="This is kinda comfty" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/SLEEPING2.jpg" width="30%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Is it morning already?"&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Umaga na ba talaga?" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/WILLSLEEP2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See what I mean? &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt; Hihihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112556555747774745?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112556555747774745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112556555747774745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112556555747774745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112556555747774745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/09/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-explained.html' title='zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZ Explained'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_SLEEPING6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112424489772928917</id><published>2005-08-16T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:14:57.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I don't have a lot to write here since nothing much is happening lately. I guess I just want to say hi to my blogmates. Hiyee bloggeroos! Hihihi. Haven't been on a gimmick since that Eastwood trip. Been doing a lot of resting and lazing around the house. I guess I'm getting old as all I can seem to do is sleep sleep sleep! Sleep on ate LA's bed. Sleep on ate Sheila's bed. Sleep under mommy's bed (and on it when she couldn't see me, hihihi). Sleep on the sofa. Sleep in the kitchen. Sleep in the toilet. Maybe my bones are getting brittle! Nah, I'm still young. Maybe I just couldn't find anything exciting to do around the house. I've gone tennis a few times with my ates, but that's it. Oh alright, I didn't play tennis. It was actually kuya Leo who did. But I got to run around the court with ate Sheila and ate LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, that's it for now. I can't find the energy to continue writing anymore. Hihihi, actually ate Sheila said she has to prepare for work now and couldn't help me type anymore. Oh why couldn't they make computers that are dog-friendly? Anyhoo, gotta go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm, I feel like sleeping again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112424489772928917?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112424489772928917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112424489772928917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112424489772928917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112424489772928917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/08/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZ'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112355828468284793</id><published>2005-08-08T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T05:05:59.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimmick At Eastwood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess where I was the other night? Hihihi, if you've read my previous (embarassing) post, you'd know that I went a-gimik in Eastwood! Got that? &lt;strong&gt;EASTWOOD&lt;/strong&gt;! One of my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;favorite, favorite, favorite&lt;/span&gt; places on earth, hihihi! (That's where I celebrated my first birthday, you know? *&lt;em&gt;wink&lt;/em&gt;*). It's a pet friendly place and they love me there, hihihi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FUN FUN FUN! Hmmm... well, except for the dinner part where I only got to eat a little... but wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the very beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember my tita Becky? She's mommy's sister who lives in the US. She visited us for the longest time (I'd like to think it's because she likes me and she didn't want to leave me, hihihi). S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he already left this morning though. Awww, I'm gonna miss her :( Anyhoo, we all went to Eastwood the other night for her early despedida dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rode with ate Sheila, kuya Leo, ate LA, and kuya Bernard in kuya Bernard's car. Mommy, daddy, ate May, ate Che-che, and tita Becky rode the other car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still got dizzy on the way, but I'm happy to say I didn't make "suka" anymore :D See, I'm a big girl now *&lt;em&gt;wink wink&lt;/em&gt;*. That didn't stop my ate LA and ate Sheila from worrying and fussing though. They have the &lt;em&gt;supot&lt;/em&gt; ready all the while, hihihi. But I know I made them proud :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Are we there yet?" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida026.jpg" width="40%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got there, we went to this restaurant called &lt;em&gt;Something Fishy&lt;/em&gt;. Why ever did we choose that place, I don't know. I mean, just by the name alone, I knew I wouldn't like it. How can I when they don't let me eat Fish?! Then they take me to a Fish restaurant... go figure. When we got there, they wouldn't even let me inside. It's a good thing they had those tables outside. Well, come to think of it, it was much nicer outside anyway, and most of the people eating there were outside too. We got this big table outside, and they gave me my own chair, hihihi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Our Big Table! Look, I have my own chair" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida008.jpg" width="45%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Why are we eating at a FISH resto???" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida009.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"I want to order my food ate LA!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hihihi, silly me, I couldn't read the menu! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Give me the menu ate LA!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida002.jpg" width="45%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Aww.. just order for me ate LA" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida005.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So they ordered for me instead. They got me chicken, and I guess I was happy with that. I thought there'd be more though. I kept looking at the waiter everytime he passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After dinner, we went walking around. Did some picture-taking too. Ate Che-che and ate May were embarassed to have their pictures taken. Me, on the other hand, love picture-taking! Got to have lots and lots of pictures for my blog, of course :D Hey, what happened to my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Mommy, ate LA and tita Becky, CHEESE!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida011.jpg" width="45%" /&gt; &lt;img alt="D Girls, including me, hihihi!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida012.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess who I saw in Eastwood? I saw Claudine Baretto! She was having dinner at &lt;em&gt;Recipe&lt;/em&gt; and she even pointed at me when we passed by outside! Wow, she noticed me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was star-struck. Hmmm, well, not as much as my mommy though. My mommy was kinda embarassing cause she kept passing by the resto, and even stopped outside! My ates left her there and we pretended not to know her, hihihi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what? I was kinda like a celebrity too. A lot of people were pointing at me. Some even approached to pat me and say hi. One even took a picture! Hihihi, I was feeling really high :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a picture of one of my fans, hihihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm a star!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida014.jpg" width="35%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Boy, was I poofed with all the walking we did. Had to lie down a couple of times to recharge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 189px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="70%" alt="I'm tired" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/tired.jpg" width="203" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 121px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="70%" alt="Where to next?" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/despidida024.jpg" width="136" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After the walk, we went home. I was so sleepy then, I even fell asleep at the door of my mommy and daddy's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="zzzzzZZZZZZZ!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/door.jpg" width="40%" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, that's it -- my Eastwood gimmick. If you want to see more pictures, click &lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/alphaconti/album?.dir=736c&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I will miss you tita Becky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112355828468284793?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112355828468284793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112355828468284793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112355828468284793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112355828468284793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/08/gimmick-at-eastwood.html' title='Gimmick At Eastwood!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_despidida026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112340835794458133</id><published>2005-08-07T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T02:55:16.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Smells</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooops, I did something wrong today! I was in the car with my mommy and ate LA and we were on our way home from a quick errand when it happened. I ate so much before leaving the house, and I guess that wasn't such a good idea, cause my tummy was acting up on our way home. I tried to stop it from happening, but, alas - it didn't want to be stopped. I FARTED in the car! Oh no, how embarassing *&lt;em&gt;red-faced&lt;/em&gt;*! Now the car smells really bad. My ates always say that I have the smelliest utot. And it sticks too! :( It stuck to me, and I smelled awful! No one could get near me :( My mommy had no choice but to bathe me again, hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am all cleaned up now and smelling quite nice. We are going to Eastwood tonight for dinner and my ate LA is fixing me up real cute. It's my tita Becky's despedida dinner, so of course I am going too. I'm her favorite after all, hihihi. I'm so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112340835794458133?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112340835794458133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112340835794458133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112340835794458133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112340835794458133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-smells.html' title='Something Smells'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112312268024981118</id><published>2005-08-03T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:17:03.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're my Friends - NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These are my visitor friends. My ever-compatible, super-close, cannot-live-without friends. I am always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ECSTATICALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELIRIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happy when they come and visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Chloe - galit sa mundo" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/chloe.jpg" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Tanya the Lion" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/tanya.jpg" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Whitie the Bee" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutchy006.jpg" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you bought that, you must be daft! ARE YOU KIDDIN' ME??? They're dogs! Granted that some of them are cute ones... but still, that doesn't change the fact that they're scary, unruly creatures (except for me, of course). Haaay... I don't know why they kept going to our house. It's not like I invite, you know?! Oh ok, ok.. I should stop being bad. I'm not really this mean-spirited. I'm actually quite sweet when you get to know me. It's just that they scare me :( I couldn't do anything when they're here. I couldn't even move :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chloe, the black and white one, was the scariest of all. She's so bouncy and noisy! I don't know what her problem is, but she seemed to be so angry at the world! She kept moving about and barking at everything in site. She even barked at the poor fishy-fishies when she was here! *shivers* - scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Tanya and Chloe" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/PUPPIES.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Are they sisters?" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/TanyaandChloe.jpg" width="45%" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then there was Tanya. Tanya went here with Chloe. They must be friends. Or maybe they're sisters. They don't look alike though. Then again, I don't look like my sisters too... so maybe they are. Hmmm, whatchathink? Anyhoo, Tanya was much milder than Chloe. She doesn't bark so much. Actually, I don't remember her barking at all. But I heard my ate LA and ate Sheila say she'll look like a lion when she grows up. A LION! Oh ok, I don't know what that is. But it sounds mean. And she's got these big hands and feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lastly, there's the BEE. Her name's Whitie but I call her the bee cause ate LA said she was wearing a bee outfit (whatever that is). They were trying to make me play with her, but I was just so scared. They said she was really cute. Don't I look cute too? :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="45%" alt="Is she cuter than me?" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutchy006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img width="45%" alt="Make her go away!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutchy005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, how can I look cute when I was SO terrified???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to go up the chair to be safe. But then I was stuck there, cause she stayed right below me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Alis dyan!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dec7f9f0.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm stuck!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/c3f42804.jpg" width="45%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But then she started getting my toys. She was able to take culture crash! Oh no! I couldn't do anything though cause I had to secure my higher ground. Poor culture crash - a casualty of war :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/CC.jpg" alt="Poor culture crash!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haay, I'm just glad that was over. I just hope they don't return anymore. Though I doubt that. I have to be prepared. Gotta go exercise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112312268024981118?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112312268024981118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112312268024981118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112312268024981118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112312268024981118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/08/theyre-my-friends-not.html' title='They&apos;re my Friends - NOT!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112191134903711465</id><published>2005-07-20T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:11:15.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Ate LA Asked Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;... to post some more pictures here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They say I'm the most photographed dog. Hmmmm, I think they may be wrong. I only have a couple of hundreds after all. Kidding! Hihhihi. Anyway, here are some taken this week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The Boat" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Picture007.jpg" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Guess where I am? I'm on a bed. My very own bed! Hihihi! Well, actually, they haven't told me yet that it is mine. But whom else could it be? I mean, ate LA's got her own bed in her room. And so does ate Sheila. Yaya Nene has her own bed too. And mommy and daddy shares the big bed in their room (where mommy doesn't like me to sleep on, but daddy does.... but that's a different story). So who do you think is left? ME! Hihihi. So I've got my own bed :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We call the it Boat. Cause ate Sheila and ate LA like to pretend that there are sharks below the bed and that's why I should never go down it. Hihihi. My ates are weird sometimes :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Look how flexible i am!" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/Picture038.jpg" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now here's me in my favorite sleeping position -- the letter C. I've been trying to perfect the C, you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I'm hiding, sshhhhh..." src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/ASLEEPAGAIN.jpg" width="50%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then finally here's me on my mommy's bed. Remember I told you that she doesn't like me there? That's why I'm hiding between the pillows, hihihi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, that's it for now. I will also post these pics in my flickr so you'll also see them there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112191134903711465?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112191134903711465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112191134903711465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112191134903711465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112191134903711465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/because-ate-la-asked-me.html' title='Because Ate LA Asked Me...'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/th_Picture007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112153744815716775</id><published>2005-07-17T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T19:37:57.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went and Bought a Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh alright, I didn't. It was actually kuya Leo who did, but they took me with them when they looked at it, so I was able to go out of the house again. Cool, hihi. I walked around the gasoline station for a while (that's where we met the car sellers). No running though since my ates didn't want me to wander far. It was fun, except that kuya Ryan was there and I was careful not to get too close to him. He's mean, you know. Everytime he comes to our house, I try to hide from him cause he would scare me and hit me :( Hmmm, in fairness, he hasn't really hit me yet. But he was meaning to! I am not making this up, promise! He would carry that big stick we have at home and lift it to hit me. *&lt;em&gt;shivers&lt;/em&gt;* Sometimes, he even brings in his killer dog! *&lt;em&gt;more shivers&lt;/em&gt;* Oh alright, so maybe he isn't a killer dog. And ok, maybe I am bigger than him. Ok ok, I AM bigger than him. I guess the dog was actually quite friendly. But that doesn't matter! Cause you know what? I'm afraid of dogs! Waaah, they scare me :( -- except for myself, of course, hihihihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After our trip, they took me home and I did my usual thing in the house. That would mean walking around, sleeping, lazing about... you know, that stuff. My ates left again but they didn't bring me with them anymore. Maybe they're buying me a Tweet and want to surprise me! I wish I wish I wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoo, that's my day. It's getting kinda late so I guess I'll stop writing now. I'll try to write again soon. By the way, did you see my new flickr pictures on my sidebar? Pretty cool huh? ;) But I think there's a bug somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ciao blogmates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112153744815716775?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112153744815716775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112153744815716775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112153744815716775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112153744815716775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-went-and-bought-car.html' title='I went and Bought a Car'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112140132132773779</id><published>2005-07-14T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T18:16:15.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy and ate LA left today. And of course my ate Sheila and daddy are both at work. So here I am, all alone with my yaya Nene at home. Haaaay, not much happening today. Sometimes yaya Nene plays with me, but most of the time I just laze around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm, I wonder where my mommy and ate LA went. Do you think they left to buy me a new pet? Hihihi, I really hope so! Oh I hope they get another Tweet! Wait, if they buy me another birdie, can I call her Tweet again? Hmmm, I must think about this... Oh I can't wait til they get home! I wish I wish i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mommy is addicted to another computer game. She's been hording daddy's laptop since yesterday, playing "Crazy Taxi". Even tita Becky watches, and they kept laughing the whole time! I think mommy kept hitting the passengers and breaking the traffic rules cause tita Becky kept scolding her. Hihihi, I like seeing my mommy have fun. I just wish I can join in their fun too. I'm afraid I'm not very good with computers though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haaay... what's taking them so long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, I guess I'll just go and nap a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112140132132773779?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112140132132773779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112140132132773779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112140132132773779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112140132132773779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/wishing.html' title='Wishing'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112123401427662261</id><published>2005-07-13T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:53:34.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet is gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I looked for her this morning and she's not in the kitchen anymore. I heard my mommy say she escaped! Doesn't she like me? :( I wasn't gonna hurt her, promise. Just wanted to catch her and play... *gloom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112123401427662261?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112123401427662261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112123401427662261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112123401427662261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112123401427662261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/tweet-is-gone.html' title='Tweet is gone!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112121241033999755</id><published>2005-07-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:17:17.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, guess what? I got myself a pet, hihi! My very own pet! Mommy got me one of those birdies that I kept chasing after in the terrace. You know, those birdies that kept saying tweet tweet all the time? I've always wanted to have one of those. Now I got one in our kitchen! Hihihi, I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... now if only I can catch her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, truth be told, I've been trying to the whole morning. Really, I tried! Been running around the kitchen, barking and jumping for 2 hours! But I guess this one's kinda bionic cause she kept flying away before I can get near :( oh well, she's not house trained yet so she doesn't know that she should let me catch her. In time she'll learn, hihi. In the meantime, gotta keep on trying to catch her... you know, show her who's the boss, hihi. Hmmm....if only she'd settle for a while. She got me so tired!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I'm naming her Tweet. If she's good, I'm going to call her Tweet-baby or Tweety, just like my ates call me Dutch-baby or Dutchy sometimes, hihi. But if I'm disappointed with her, I'm going to call her Tweet-pangit or Tweet-baho-ears. Hmmm, come to think of it, I'm not really sure what pangit and baho-ears mean. I just know that everytime I'm being naughty, or when I won't let my ate LA put those medicine in my ears, she calls me Dutch-pangit or Dutch-baho-ears. Hmmm... "Tweet-pangit, come down here!" Hihihihi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took a bath again today. It was quite refreshing after chasing after Tweet. As usual, I got hyper again after the bath, hihi. The rest of the afternoon went by uneventfully. I had my routine power naps -- you know, those small naps that I take to recharge my energy? I need to recharge for my next session with Tweet. I couldn't find her in afternoon, however. Mommy probably put her in her cage to rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhoo, the whole family's home now so I guess I can already go to sleep. I had to wait for all of them to arrive, you know. Must not lax on my resposibility of greeting them. Plus I also worry when they're not home yet -- sometime's waiting up for them in the sala or in their room. oh well, they're all in now so I'll be off to bed too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnight bloggerees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112121241033999755?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112121241033999755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112121241033999755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112121241033999755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112121241033999755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/tweet-and-me.html' title='Tweet and Me'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117769261057509</id><published>2005-07-12T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:15:39.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Due to Insistent Public Demand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... I've created this new blog of mine, hihi! Am I relocating? Nah, I'm still keepin' my friendster blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://double-dutch.blogs.friendster.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... Let's just say that I'm branching out, so you've got no excuse for lurking around and not leaving a comment anymore, hihihi. This blog's pretty bare for now though. I still need to ask ate Sheila to put a tagboard and other stuff. Exciting! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117769261057509?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117769261057509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117769261057509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117769261057509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117769261057509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/due-to-insistent-public-demand.html' title='Due to Insistent Public Demand...'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117701077746429</id><published>2005-07-08T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T07:03:30.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimik At The Fort and QC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey bloggerees, hihi! I've got so many things to tell you today. Boy, am I poofed with all the things that I did. But what fun fun fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me start with my morning. Ah, let's see... there's sleeping and lazing around... Hmmm, ok let's fast forward to the afternoon since I guess nothing much happened in the morning. But here comes the exciting part, hihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So my afternoon started out as a not-so-good one. It was raining so hard and I got really scared of the thunder. I was afraid to be left alone cause, well, I don't know... the sound was so loud and it was really scaring me... I wanted to be close to my ate LA cause I know she'd protect me incase anything happens. So wherever she was, I just stayed there as well. Problem was she kept moving around the house! So I kept following her. Hihi, I guess she realized what I was doing cause she started carrying me with her when she had to move again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoo, I realized that the reason she kept moving about was because she was going to go out. She was going to go to The Fort to meet ate Sheila. Oh no, I was really scared she'd leave me! But you know what? She didn't! She was going to bring me with her! Wow, my very first gimik at The Fort. How exciting! I was almost left behind though since my mommy wouldn't let me go. I guess it's because of my age. My mom can be very strict sometimes. But I was going out with my ates, so what can go wrong? Anyway, in the end, I still got to go, yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So off we went. My ate LA was driving and I stayed at the passenger seat beside her. I was really trying to behave cause she might change her mind and bring me  back home. BUt I started getting dizzy. I was really fighting it, promise! But, well... though it's embarrassing to admit, I made "suka" in the car :( And since I didn't have my mommy or my other ate with me, I vomited on the seat instead of in a plastic bag like I used to. Yuck, my seat got really dirty! Ate LA was a little mad, I guess. But she still took care of me cause she stopped the car and got me something to drink from the mini-stop store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, we met kuya Bernard on our way to the Fort. Then when we got there, we met ate Sheila and kuya Leo at the parking lot. Wow! The Fort is so big, I wanted to run everywhere! We went to this big big tent. Huge! We met this guy outside. I haven't really seen him before. They went inside the tent, and I also wanted to go but they didn't let me. Ate LA and kuya Bernard alternately watched over me outside. That's alright, I was still absorbing everything that I was seeing. There were other people too, who looked really nice and colorful, going in and out of the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, when they finished their talk, we all went back to the car. This time I rode with ate Sheila and kuya Leo. I thought we were going home, but, you know what, we didn't! We had isaw at UP, hihihi. I really love going to UP cause they always let me run around. So that's exactly what I did when I got of the car. I started running on the sidewalk, while ate Sheila ran behind me, holding my leash. Kuya Leo was incharged of our isaw orders so we left him behind. Wow, I wanted to go far, but ate Sheila insisted we go back when we almost covered one block. So we went back, still running, of course :) Ate Sheila and I went back in the car, and she made me drink water while they ate the isaw. I'm not really a fan of isaw, so I didn't eat any. I drank C2 though, and I really liked it, hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then kuya Leo went inside the car and drove again. We then stopped at the gym -- or atleast that's what I think it's called. Wow, we're place-hopping, cool! I ran again the moment I got out of the car. I wanted to go everywhere -- anywhere! I ran fast, then faster, and faster! Ate Sheila can barely keep up with me, hihi. I can go very fast, you know? And I don't get tired at all. But ate Sheila gets tired sometimes, and there was a time when she made me stop while she sat on a bench. I guess we were waiting for kuya Leo too cause he went inside the gym. While waiting, there was this big girl who started patting me. Hmmm, I seem to have that effect on people. I guess that means I'm charming right? Hihihi. So anyway, when kuya Leo was there again, we headed back to the car. I ran the fastest I could! I was flying, hihihi. I love the wind in my hair -- all over :) Ate Sheila was still holding my leash, so she was keeping up. But kuya Leo was left way way behind! Told you I was fast ;) I guess I made ate Sheila very very tired though, hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, we drove to the gasoline station and, while we were getting gas, ate Sheila went inside the store to find me a plastic glass to drink on. I must say I was so thirsty then with all the running that I did. My ates are really so nice to take care of me all the time. Ate Sheila even let me drink C2 again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got home, I ran straight to my mommy to receive her welcoming hug. I think she really missed me cause she seemed so excited to see me back :) My dad was there to greet me too! Haaay, I really do love my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all, I had a very very exciting day. But now I'm all ready for bed, so I'll be signing off for now... bye blogmates :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117701077746429?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117701077746429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117701077746429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117701077746429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117701077746429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/gimik-at-fort-and-qc.html' title='Gimik At The Fort and QC'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117682668355104</id><published>2005-07-06T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T07:01:50.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing A Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey you blogmates! Is that how I should call you -- blogmates? Hihihi....Sorry if I'm not really that familiar with the blogging lingo yet. I am just a newbie afterall ;) But give me time, I bet I can be very good at this, hihihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to? Well, I am just laying around, trying to do some relaxing. Walking here, walking there. Sleeping on the floor. Sleeping on the bed. It's a pretty boring morning for me so far, though I can't really say if it will stay that way the whole day. You can never really predict who will drop by at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, come to think of it, I did get some visitors today. Tita Becky and tita Leah came early this morning. Of course I greeted them proper, jumping and running and making noise with my bell, hihi. I do love it when visitors come. I rarely get to go out afterall, and it's good to have guests once in a while to socialize. Yup, socializing is important *nodding head emphatically* -- (hihihi, see me nod my head there?). No dog is an island afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what else did I do this morning? Oh, ate LA made me drink my medicine again early today. You remember that round thing I've been telling you? That thing they put in my mouth? Well, I know what it is now. It's medicine, just like that liquid thing they drop in my ear. But this one's for the mouth. Still hate it though. Both medicines actually. Are all medicines like that? Yuck, I'd better not get sick anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I also woke up ate Sheila again this morning. I'm not really sure if that is part of my household chores, but ate LA keeps putting me in ate Sheila's bed every morning to wake her, so it probably is. Sometimes I don't wake her though and just sleep beside her, hihi. Hey, I am just one year old. I'm not very good with chores yet! And I do like cuddling beside my ates. Well, I guess not all time, specially when it's hot. But during cold season, like when it's raining, I like sharing my ates' pillows and blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look, I've written a lot again! See, told you I'm gonna get good at this, hihihi. But I gotta go now. Ate Sheila might need to use the computer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye blogmates! Oh, and leave a comment if you can. I want to know who my blogmates are, you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117682668355104?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117682668355104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117682668355104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117682668355104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117682668355104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/relaxing-bit.html' title='Relaxing A Bit'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117672112208023</id><published>2005-07-05T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T06:58:41.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting It All Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my family, but I swear, there are times when they can really test my patience! Like these past few days when they have been trying to put that medicine inside my ear. I mean, I made it explicitly clear to them that I hate it when they do that. I even tried to pretend that I was going to bite them. But did that stop them? Did it? Did it? Noooooooo! Haaaay... I guess they really knew me that well and they saw through my acting. I mean, I couldn't and wouldn't really bite them you know. But gosh, they really annoyed me... enough to bite a little bit harder this morning! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. What's up with that round thing they kept putting inside my mouth? Hey, I'm not really picky with food (dog food excluded, of course). But they tried to put it directly in my throat. In my throat! Darn it! Hehehe, pardon my language. You know, I'm not usually so cranky. I'm really a sweet dog. Promise. These past few days have just been too trying for me. Anyway, back to that round thing. I guess I couldn't really blame them for putting it in my throat (or maybe I do blame them, hehehe). I don't think I'd swallow it otherwise. I mean, the thing tastes like blah! I tried to chew it one time, and the round thing started becoming sticky. Then it opened and some powder came out. Yuck, I don't like the powder at all! So then they tried to put it in my avocado shake. They thought I wouldn't notice, but I did. Yup, I sure did. Aint no way they were gonna make me eat that stuff voluntarily. No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, sorry if I sound like such a whiner, but I just have to let it all out. I sure am glad to have this blog for release. I just hope you don't get too bored with all my complaints. This is what blogs are for anyway, right? So going back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, they also tried to make me drink this brown liquid stuff. They made me drink that in the hospital yesterday (did i tell you that we went to the hospital again yesterday?). The doctor said it was vitamins. Oh man, did it smell horrible! And naturally I didn't drink it when they tried to make me again today. My mommy got mad and called me "Bad" :( That really made me so sad. I'm not bad. Really, I'm not. I went to my ate Sheila's room and stayed under her bed, all alone. I got to ponder on a lot of things while I was there. Mostly about my family and why they're so loving one moment, and why they're being pushy the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, just want to tell you that not all of my day sucked. I've got a couple of highs too, you know. And I don't really hold grudges, so I was playing with my mommy and ate LA again pretty soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highlight of my day? I took a bath! Hehehe, it seemed ages since I took a bath. Hey, don't you go thinkin' I'm a stinky dog ok? I actually take a bath more frequently than other dogs do. At least I think I do. Anyway, I did take a bath earlier, and as usual, that got me really hyper. Woohoo! After the bath, I tried to dry myself off on top of my mommy and daddy's bed. I guess mommy didn't really like that though and she carried me outside to dry off infront of the fan. Hmmm, I often wonder why my mommy doesn't like me climbing on the bed, when my sisters keep putting me there every chance they get anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I also played with Bulldog and Culture Crash today (those are my toys, incase you're wondering). I haven't played with them in a while because of this ear infection I have. Good thing I am feeling much much better now. I'm still walking "tabingi" and my ear is still itching sometimes, but I am more lively now, more energetic. By the way, thanks to all those who prayed for me :) I'm sure my family prayed for me the hardest, even though they can make me real angry sometimes. They love me so much afterall. And at the end of the day, I still get to cuddle on their beds and they hug me and scratch my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though my family have their quirks once in a while, there still isn't any other place I'd rather be than here with them. Just hope this ear problem of mine gets fixed real soon so that I can go back to being my spoiled self again. I did like it much better that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117672112208023?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117672112208023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117672112208023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117672112208023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117672112208023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/letting-it-all-out.html' title='Letting It All Out'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117660908449933</id><published>2005-07-03T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T06:56:49.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Sick :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;These past few days haven't really been very good. I've got ear mites and it's making my life miserable :( I heard my mommy and my sisters talking about bringing me to the hospital again. I hate the hospital! But I guess I can't blame them, given that all I've been doing is sleeping and looking gloomy all day. I don't play anymore, not even when ate LA brought bulldog, my toy. I don't even walk! I just feel miserable :( It doesn't help that, once in a while, my mommy or one of my ates will try to put that medicine inside my ear. That gets me really riled up, you know? Haaaay, i want to get well soon. At least I still have my appetite. I'm trying to be strong to overcome this sickeness. Please include me in your prayers. I'll pray for you too once I get well, hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117660908449933?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117660908449933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117660908449933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117660908449933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117660908449933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-still-sick.html' title='I&apos;m Still Sick :('/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117642509414797</id><published>2005-07-02T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T18:10:45.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Stressful Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, going back to my story... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(check out my previous entry for the beginning)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mommy arrived in the morning. Had me a few hugs and kisses from the family, as always ;) Mommy even got me new clothes. She made me put on one, a sleeveless green top with the word "baby" written on it. I must say, I couldn't seem to move while wearing it. Or maybe I just felt uncomfortable and thought I would trip or something. Anyway, ate LA eventually removed it seeing that I was not my usual energetic self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not exactly sure how the nightmare started, but I think it was caused by this problem I have with my ear. It was so itchy and I kept scratching it until I wounded my right one. Then I suddenly felt unbalanced and started walking "tabingi"! I kept on shaking my head, seeming to have something inside my ear that I wanted to remove. I was feeling quite off, not my usual bouncy self. When my sisters noticed, they were so worried. I guess they didn't like seeing me "matamlay" cause the last time I was feeling low, they immediately brought me to my doctor, argh! And the same thing happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were going for a walk when they brought out my leash. Normally I get really excited when I see my leash. You couldn't even calm me down! That time, however, I didn't even lift my head. That got my sisters more worried. We got into the car and drove. I didn't recognize the place we went to, but there was also a doctor there. Not my old doctor. This time it was a girl. And the place was much bigger, with lots of weird things all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the nightmare! First, someone stuck something in my behind. Yuck! Said he was taking my temperature or something. I guess I took it well being the good girl that I am. Ate LA hugged me all the while, so I guess that helped. But then the doctor started looking into my ear with her gadget. Didn't like that at all! They -- the doctor and the assistant -- were poking inside my ears, cleaning out the black stuff. Said my ear was swollen because of that black stuff. Ouch, it hurt :( I tried to stop them, but kuya Bernard started holding my mouth! Oh no, they were ganging up on me! I tried to ask help from kuya Leo, but he didn't do anything. Ate Sheila and ate LA were making soothing sounds, but I didn't feel comforted. I was scared :( Then the lady doctor dropped some liquid inside my ear. Waaah... make her stop! Make her stop! No one was helping so I started biting. No one messes with me lady! Well, I guess the doctor stopped, but not before a couple of drops got in. Whew, it was finished. I started smiling again, and they took me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was the end of it. I was still "tabingi" however. And "matamlay". My sisters were still very worried. I couldn't seem to be able to jump. Not even to get on the bed. Or get off it for that matter. But my sisters were there all the while, watching over me. They made me sleep with them too. First on ate LA's bed. Then with ate Sheila on her bed. There was this uncomfortable moment when my ates tried to put that liquid thing in my ears again. But I wouldn't let them, so they stopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Until this morning. Then they started putting it in my ear again. And it's not just my sisters now, but my mommy and daddy too! But it's alright, I'm not afraid of them afterall, and I'm sure they wouldn't hurt me intentionally. And besides, I am pretty spoiled, hehe. I know they couldn't really force me to do something I didn't want. So now we're playing this game where they try to put that liquid thing inside my ear, and I try to bite them, hehehe. Not deep, mind you. I don't want to hurt them too afterall. And so far I am still winning, hehehe. Told you I am spoiled ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117642509414797?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117642509414797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117642509414797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117642509414797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117642509414797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/stressful-day.html' title='A Stressful Day!'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14419066.post-112117612252999924</id><published>2005-07-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T06:50:55.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Me A Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aw aw aw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have my very own blog! Exciting! I have just created my blog today and now I am writing my very first post. Well, technically, one of my sisters is writing this for me since my paws can't seem to hit the correct letters on the keyboard. But that's ok, since I wouldn't know how to translate my aw-aws into people-readable words anyway. It's a good thing my sisters are good enough to do the translating for me, so all's cool :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmmm, what can my readers expect to read from my blog? Well, basically, I figured I'd be writing about my day --- what I've been doing, what my plans are, some of my highs and lows --- that kind of stuff. Hopefully, through my blog, you'll be able to know me better and get a glimpse of how I live my life. Since I'm just 1 year old, I don't believe I'll be able to write anything profound or brilliant -- so don't expect any of those. Still, I am hoping that you will find enjoyment and amusement in reading my entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the worst day yesterday. The most stressful day of my life! But let's start with the very beginning... I started my day very excited since my mommy was scheduled to arrive from Bicol that morning. Woke up at 2am, anticipating her arrival. At 4am, I heard the car outside the house. They're here! Me and my sister LA went outside to greet them. She wouldn't let me go out on the streets however, and put me on top of the car trunk instead. My oh my, I couldn't seem to contain my excitement! Been jumping and wriggling around until my mommy carried me into the house and I was able to greet her properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I think I may have to continue my story later. It's time for lunch and I have to hide from my yaya Nene before she can catch me and put me on the kitchen table top again. She feeds me dog food, you know? And I'd rather have those delicious food they serve on the table instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go... aw aw aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14419066-112117612252999924?l=double-dutch-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/feeds/112117612252999924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14419066&amp;postID=112117612252999924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117612252999924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14419066/posts/default/112117612252999924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://double-dutch-again.blogspot.com/2005/07/got-me-blog.html' title='Got Me A Blog'/><author><name>Double-dutch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08601108251763016534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y264/Aradaliel/Dutch/dutch.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
