<?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-2954118779069119881</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:02:26.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumblin Rafe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Segablogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18008827584667365122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954118779069119881.post-7025579976531327936</id><published>2009-09-11T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:07:23.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retire?</title><content type='html'>It has been a while but I sure have been busy. Learning to play tug of war with my foster sis. I also learned I can sleep about anywhere and in any position. That sure is nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SqpWk6ajdhI/AAAAAAAAABc/NFruh7xtYEk/s1600-h/sessions+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SqpWk6ajdhI/AAAAAAAAABc/NFruh7xtYEk/s320/sessions+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380207897003390482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to play with my friends from IN again on Labor day. Showed them how much bigger my park was. Dog parks are still fun but it sure is hard to find someone to run with me. &lt;br /&gt;Since my foster parents are gone awhile a little more this fall, I realized I really don't have separation anxiety anymore. I am sure it helps having my sis around but I have learned to enjoy the peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh. one more thing. My parents have this squawker thing.  Man, I can be outside, 100 yards away  in the park, half ASLEEP, but I go running towards it and sure enough I get a treat.  easy isn't it?  My mom has been also teaching me some tricks, but I need a little work still.  I think I may have to show off later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SqpZFK0170I/AAAAAAAAABk/lFC4Txbd95A/s1600-h/camera+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SqpZFK0170I/AAAAAAAAABk/lFC4Txbd95A/s320/camera+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380210650187689794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954118779069119881-7025579976531327936?l=rumblinrafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/7025579976531327936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954118779069119881&amp;postID=7025579976531327936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/7025579976531327936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/7025579976531327936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/2009/09/retire.html' title='Retire?'/><author><name>D &amp;amp; K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14944166848532541031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SqpWk6ajdhI/AAAAAAAAABc/NFruh7xtYEk/s72-c/sessions+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954118779069119881.post-3271557229839336818</id><published>2009-07-16T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:18:36.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy</title><content type='html'>well, I have been doing some travelling and meeting some friends. It was nice to run with some other greys, and Lucy was a runner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8mBPPjslI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-yUTie0l4rI/s1600-h/phish+TN+IN+287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8mBPPjslI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-yUTie0l4rI/s320/phish+TN+IN+287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359043884307690066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no problems at the house.  No doggie door, so when I needed out, just go stand by the sliding door.  Man, there were kids there.  4 years old and a 16 month they tell me.  I have never been around kids and was a little confused at the start but by the end of the week, they were wearing me out.  Wasn't that bad, I had 3 other greys around. It was a long ride up there but car rides are a piece a cake to me. Carsick?  that is funny.  More like a long long nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8nIdwDN7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/KEVHOS_kaN4/s1600-h/phish+TN+IN+341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8nIdwDN7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/KEVHOS_kaN4/s320/phish+TN+IN+341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045107972782002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got back, I lost my favorite toy in the backyard.  This tree was full of peach covered tennis balls but my fosters picked them all off.  It was paradise, run up to the tree, bite one and run around chasing it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8ohbHFDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MjlwLEEW93k/s1600-h/dogs+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8ohbHFDLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/MjlwLEEW93k/s320/dogs+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359046636272422066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they took that one away, back to tree.....it was endless.  Did I mention it had shady spots too. Oh well, got some sleeping to do....  Rally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954118779069119881-3271557229839336818?l=rumblinrafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/3271557229839336818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954118779069119881&amp;postID=3271557229839336818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/3271557229839336818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/3271557229839336818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy'/><author><name>D &amp;amp; K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14944166848532541031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/Sl8mBPPjslI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-yUTie0l4rI/s72-c/phish+TN+IN+287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954118779069119881.post-1531637943423425188</id><published>2009-06-01T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:14:05.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm retired, sort of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQV4e7l93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7vCtIvJxUzI/s1600-h/rally+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQV4e7l93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7vCtIvJxUzI/s320/rally+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342419118088124274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I love car rides.  I really don't care where they go, as long as I am in the truck.  I just like to go in the back and lay down but sometimes I have to see what is out the window.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQUCdlS24I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dDfbYDjUBTY/s1600-h/yard+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQUCdlS24I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dDfbYDjUBTY/s320/yard+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342417090501598082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, hanging with my foster family.  I get along with her real well.  She is fun, they throw the ball and I get to chase her.  Man, when I really want to run, my family takes me to the dog parks and I will run and play till my tongue almost falls out.  I know I retired but I still LOVE to run.  And play, squeak toys are a blast.  I can entertain myself for days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQX3kPCr0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HBpHbDgKIso/s1600-h/rally+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQX3kPCr0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HBpHbDgKIso/s320/rally+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342421301355261762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this fun of just being a dog makes me tired, but sometimes the lights are on.  So I just bury my head and snooze away.  I just discovered that the hardwood or tile flooring is cold.  I crash there during the hot afternoon sometimes.  I also like to take the family's sandals and move them around the house.  just to remind them I am here.  Well this retirement has let me just be a dog, it sure is nice.  Well, I got some sunning to do, it is a pretty day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954118779069119881-1531637943423425188?l=rumblinrafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/1531637943423425188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954118779069119881&amp;postID=1531637943423425188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/1531637943423425188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/1531637943423425188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-retired-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;m retired, sort of....'/><author><name>D &amp;amp; K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14944166848532541031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EqPEycyZBLM/SiQV4e7l93I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7vCtIvJxUzI/s72-c/rally+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954118779069119881.post-32365395674589605</id><published>2009-05-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:12:40.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toys, toys, and more toys</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm Rumblin Rafe, but my foster home calls me Rally.  I respond to it alot better.  &lt;br /&gt;I have no issues in this foster house, learned the doggie door in minutes.  I do not need to stay in my crate when they leave.  I do miss them when they leave and whine for a few minutes but they always come back.  When it is bedtime, I just go lay on my bed in the corner of the bedroom and get up when I see them getting up.  I Play with their lab, no problem.  Actually I like to chase her around while she fetches the ball.  I'm working on the fetching thing.  &lt;br /&gt;Man, my foster family also takes me to these great fenced in places where I get to meet and chase other dogs.  I always go in the big dog park cause I catch the little dogs too quick.  Hey, I was raised to chase small white furry things around a track.  .Anyhow it is awesome, I run till I have to stand in the shade to cool down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going real well, and did I mention I LOVE toys.  I don't care if squeaks or bounces, as long as I can chase it and shake it around, I'm a happy boy.  I be honest though, I usually sleep the day away.  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm looking for my forever home especially if it has toys.  All this typing is cutting into my nap time so I better go, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rally, aka rumblin rafe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954118779069119881-32365395674589605?l=rumblinrafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/32365395674589605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954118779069119881&amp;postID=32365395674589605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/32365395674589605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/32365395674589605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/2009/05/toys-toys-and-more-toys.html' title='toys, toys, and more toys'/><author><name>D &amp;amp; K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14944166848532541031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954118779069119881.post-5233612527064282506</id><published>2009-02-27T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:58:35.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafe</title><content type='html'>"Rafe" is a gorgeous young man.  He has been my foster member for about 10 days.  He learning the rules of my house very quickly.  He's had 2 accidents in the house and now knows where the door is to do his business outside.  Rafe loves his walks and does beautifully on the leash and walks right my my side.  He is such a gentleman. He is best friends with my hounds Cutter and Steelwave&lt;br /&gt;and they all  shares the toys and squeakers. He has mastered the stairs and the glass door wall in 2 days.  (Way to go Rafe). He is fast eater (I'm working on that) and  loves yogert on his meals.  He sleeps all night without a sound in his crate.  I'm having a lot of fun with Rafe!!!  Take a look at him you'll love him like I do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foster Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Sue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954118779069119881-5233612527064282506?l=rumblinrafe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/feeds/5233612527064282506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954118779069119881&amp;postID=5233612527064282506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/5233612527064282506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954118779069119881/posts/default/5233612527064282506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rumblinrafe.blogspot.com/2009/02/rafe.html' title='Rafe'/><author><name>greyhound</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16485746815493357848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
