<?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-17410669</id><updated>2011-12-02T21:04:00.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the life of a pampered Bulldog!</title><subtitle type='html'>Life through the eyes of a pampered Bulldog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-5919788616547652938</id><published>2009-05-08T01:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:45:52.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saved by the Paw!</title><content type='html'>Whew-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a minute since I last posted! Like always, a lot has went on since my last Treatland Crisis. It has gotten much much better though thanks to my good friends at &lt;a href="http://pearfleur.blogspot.com/2009/04/vitality-dogswell.html"&gt;The Petite Paw&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty darn sad that the 'rents have to wait until I win a dog treat contest, in order to remember that I have been out of 'poopie outside snacks' for weeks now!- I see it as my Bulldog Treat Stimulus package, myself! You should have seen my 'rent's eyes when they opened the package -addressed to me- and see it was chocked full of healthy treats - it was priceless!! Oh, and they were the perfect treats to serve as an automatic guilt trip too! There was at least a pound of individually wrapped Happy Hips brand treats for joint mobility AND they were all healthy ingredients- which my mom apparently loves since she is so picky what she 'lets' me eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sat back and looked at them with my 'But I was just innocently sitting over here' eyes while they opened my empty treat jar and stuffed them inside. I of course, made sure they saw me posing as I sniffed the air for good measure. They knew they couldnt get anything past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SgPUKYBxerI/AAAAAAAAALg/fXVJFcUrCGA/s1600-h/Thanks+Friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333339658450467506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SgPUKYBxerI/AAAAAAAAALg/fXVJFcUrCGA/s200/Thanks+Friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like I was hoping for, the rents continued to buy me more Happy Hips to replinish the loot I scored with &lt;a href="http://pearfleur.blogspot.com/2009/04/vitality-dogswell.html"&gt;The Petite Paw&lt;/a&gt;! Thanks a lot and for that you get this award!  --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill post more later on how I got attacked by a goose! No- NOT COOL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-5919788616547652938?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5919788616547652938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=5919788616547652938' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5919788616547652938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5919788616547652938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2009/05/saved-by-paw.html' title='Saved by the Paw!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SgPUKYBxerI/AAAAAAAAALg/fXVJFcUrCGA/s72-c/Thanks+Friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-5230778429793381233</id><published>2009-02-20T03:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:03:53.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Economic Crisis in Treatland.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5tsPs-1jI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rv3tW1Rm4B8/s1600-h/CIMG0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304798017985893938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5tsPs-1jI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rv3tW1Rm4B8/s320/CIMG0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5uhToyrEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/irLda1FGw74/s1600-h/CIMG0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304798929575128130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5uhToyrEI/AAAAAAAAAK0/irLda1FGw74/s320/CIMG0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5vLUMnf9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/HXfSz1vtGVI/s1600-h/CIMG0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304799651279896530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5vLUMnf9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/HXfSz1vtGVI/s320/CIMG0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you guess whats missing in these sad pics?  TREATS.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right, 3 holidays I went with no extra bag of treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly humans, its not that hard!  I know times are tough economically, but- geesh! Whats a Bulldog gotta do for a bag of Happy Hips or a Greenie 'er two?  I'm about two wind breaks from a Bull strike!  I'll give the 'rents 24 hours to pay up the treats or I'll leave a nice, heaping present on the kitchen floor!  The clock starts NOW.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-5230778429793381233?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5230778429793381233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=5230778429793381233' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5230778429793381233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5230778429793381233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-economic-crisis-in-treatland.html' title='My Economic Crisis in Treatland.....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SZ5tsPs-1jI/AAAAAAAAAKs/rv3tW1Rm4B8/s72-c/CIMG0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-1441166033402347379</id><published>2009-02-17T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:53:14.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who gets to pose with Jessica Simpson!!!!</title><content type='html'>Check out this studly hunk featured on &lt;a href="http://virtualdogpark.com/content/fullstory/jessica_simpson_dukes.jsp?id=photofetch"&gt;Virtual Dog Park&lt;/a&gt;!  Yes, of course I will autograph your favorite chew toy.... please take a number!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rant later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh- p.s. my original human breeder/mommy has a new website that my mom suggests I update in my links.  Check em out if you want a little hunky bullwrinkle like me- they have a new litter of Bullie puppies available!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-1441166033402347379?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1441166033402347379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=1441166033402347379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1441166033402347379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1441166033402347379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-who-gets-to-pose-with-jessica.html' title='Look who gets to pose with Jessica Simpson!!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-3858820362818602608</id><published>2008-12-31T15:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:06:22.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Cheer</title><content type='html'>Hey all! I hope you all had a grrrreat Christmas and warm delights from our house to yours tonight for New Years Eve!! &lt;br /&gt;I added a couple new links as I am now a member of DogTime animal media and the new link labeled "Click HERE" is a great site that helps to feed homeless animals all over with our help by simply clicking on the donation button- we dont have to do a thing as sponsors donate mola on a per click basis!! So get to clickin! &lt;br /&gt;No body should have to be hungry and cold this winter! (Those are my two least favorite things- Hungry and Cold....Although, Baths are up there in the category too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poodleooo,&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. I'll be postin some pics soon of our holiday excursion!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-3858820362818602608?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3858820362818602608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=3858820362818602608' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3858820362818602608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3858820362818602608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-cheer.html' title='New Year Cheer'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-2250057221713668855</id><published>2008-12-14T03:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T04:15:59.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Surprise!</title><content type='html'>It was Friday night...I was all comfy cosy in my bed when all of a sudden I heard the pitter patter of a heavily slung sweet smelling beauty walk on the sidewalk, outside our front door. I rushed downstairs to say it wasn't so. To my hearts desire, walked in my long time girlfriend Zoey! Uncle Alex and she came all the way fro&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTL021Yg3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ksDfz9yWHuI/s1600-h/CIMG0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279568772118119282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTL021Yg3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ksDfz9yWHuI/s200/CIMG0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m Cin&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTL1DCxetI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QrAClA0c8FI/s1600-h/CIMG0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279568775395506898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTL1DCxetI/AAAAAAAAAJY/QrAClA0c8FI/s200/CIMG0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cinnati to see me- and the 'rents I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ran around the house like two wild hogs- as mom put it! We romped and played, took a break here and there on the cool kitchen floor and then went wallering again! I shared my pull toys and my beloved extra large tennis ball! (I know right?! Trust me dudes, shes worth it!) We were so pooped from all that running, we straight up passed OUT! It had been at least a &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTMixhMA2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/AUCJHHaQ1Ok/s1600-h/CIMG0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279569560965219170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTMixhMA2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/AUCJHHaQ1Ok/s200/CIMG0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;year since my last play date. I was worried that she wouldn't be in to me anymore. - But to my surprise, she told me that she liked older guys anyway and in fact she came for my birthday celebration! My 4th Birthday was actually on Tuesday, the 11th, but I had to wait for the weekend to celebrate it, due to the 'rents work schedules. Let me tell ya, it was worth the wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and I have been working on our Holiday greeting cards that we send out to family and friends and well... since you all are my buds, I'll send along the good cheer to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279570769577664786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTNpH82YRI/AAAAAAAAAJo/H5m6zBAnG8Q/s400/Happy+Holidays+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later dudes! XOXOO, Cyrus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-2250057221713668855?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2250057221713668855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=2250057221713668855' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/2250057221713668855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/2250057221713668855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/pleasant-surprise.html' title='Pleasant Surprise!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SUTL021Yg3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ksDfz9yWHuI/s72-c/CIMG0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-3657927608421365311</id><published>2008-12-08T23:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:49:43.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hog Heaven</title><content type='html'>I survived Turkeyday. I know many of you were concerned that I'd overindulge myself and gain much un-needed weight. So, rest assure my friends, I scored no Turkey. The 'Rents and I went to my Grammies house the day before the feast. There I met up with my &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST35XRzRROI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GHK4nuSdGKE/s1600-h/CIMG0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277648516658840802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST35XRzRROI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GHK4nuSdGKE/s320/CIMG0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt's dog Zuzu. Shes an Italian Greyhound. Shes pretty cool but, I can't keep up with her! The cats and I think shes on the dog equivalent of crack. She is always running and constantly chasing something. When shes not running around, shes shivering cold, trying to get into someones lap or crawling under covers. I told her that she might gain a fat wrinkle or two if she hung out with me for a while and stopped all that running. Now, I have no problem with her trying to get on to my Grammies lap, my mom's lap or anyone else's lap. But the pint size crossed the line when she snuck up on my dad's lap. I walked in from outside to this wretched sight. What did I do? I walked right over to her, gave her the stink eye and ate all her dog food. (I even snuck a few bites of cat food just for good measure.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom just thought it was absolutely hilarious. She underestimates me. As you could guess from the pic, mom had a heyday with dressing her up. The coat she has on is a real dog coat. I'm not gonna lie, I was a little jealous cause, she did steal my shine for a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, as for the grand feast that I drooled over for weeks, neither one of us got any. Not even a nibble. So at least I got fair treatment. We ended up staying down to Grammies for 3 days. It was fun but I definitely missed my own bed in my own room where I am not woken up at all hours of the morning by a shivering, wet nosed, little stick. The fart method only worked a couple of times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so tired when we got home, I slept for two days! No joke! Mom came in every couple hours to drag me outside! I was exhausted! I actually found a new napping spot on one of the 'Rent's over sized comforters. They had it laying in the spair bedroom after they unpacked from Grammies. I copped a squat and found it quite relaxing. So relaxing, that I refused to sleep in my actual bed! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4B7kDORLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_Yi--GuZ2bI/s1600-h/CIMG0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277657936125904050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4B7kDORLI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_Yi--GuZ2bI/s200/CIMG0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4DNB2N-wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7dYhDbmrtkE/s1600-h/CIMG0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277659335693826818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4DNB2N-wI/AAAAAAAAAJA/7dYhDbmrtkE/s200/CIMG0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dad went ahead and just laid it on my bed in my room since I had wallered and adorned it with white bulldog hair. Of course mom ended up taking it out of there and moved it to the living room because I wouldn't come out to socialize. So now, I have a new nap spot in the Dining room under the table! Who could ask for more- well I could use some Cheez-Its, a Nylabone, and a chew toy. But for right now, I'm in hog heaven!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4B72Pol-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/C0cMGeeVOys/s1600-h/CIMG0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277657941009799138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST4B72Pol-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/C0cMGeeVOys/s200/CIMG0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-3657927608421365311?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3657927608421365311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=3657927608421365311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3657927608421365311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3657927608421365311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/hog-heaven.html' title='Hog Heaven'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ST35XRzRROI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GHK4nuSdGKE/s72-c/CIMG0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-5665022704777794660</id><published>2008-10-15T02:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:27:17.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Awards Go to....</title><content type='html'>YES! Its true my friends, Cyrus the Great has prepared an award to my 2 good friends who keep me and my wrinkles going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being great Dog Bloggin Pals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And The Bull-Buddy, Slobbers of Love Award Goes To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mango The Maltese!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Balboa The French Bulldog!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one's for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257261704168817762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPWLqnA_RGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7y8CUQr-6jE/s320/Cyrus%27+Bull+Buddy+Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Anyone else wanna be in my butt wigglin Bull Circle? Drop me a bone or sniff me over sometime!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later Dudes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Copy, Paste it in on desktop, Dashboard, Layouts, Add a gadget- Picture, Upload it from desktop, title &amp;amp; caption and voila!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-5665022704777794660?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5665022704777794660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=5665022704777794660' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5665022704777794660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5665022704777794660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-awards-go-to.html' title='And The Awards Go to....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPWLqnA_RGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7y8CUQr-6jE/s72-c/Cyrus%27+Bull+Buddy+Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-5599940339631237840</id><published>2008-10-12T01:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:56:46.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello again to all my fun furry friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im trying to not keep you all in the dark about my daily happenings but the 'rents are such losers sometimes because they never seem to let me on anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Im a bit under the weather. Ive been dealing with those stupid se&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPGQ_ciWiyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A1KRspNcktw/s1600-h/DSCF0845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256141659784514338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPGQ_ciWiyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A1KRspNcktw/s320/DSCF0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;asonal allergies us bullies get. You know, the same old itchy hotspots on the belly just tucked in close enough for me to be to fat to scratch it but out enough that my rolls rub it to annoy the beesknees out of me....The same old irritating interdigital cysts...Those stupid things are so darn sore! They swell up and then end up bursting and bleed! The vet says that its just a bulldog thing and he says that because they are such short lived cysts, theres nothing to do for 'em but to soak 'em and suck it up! Ugh. How convenient. So I have had to endure the baths with oatmeal and the toe soaks with epsom salts. Let me just tell ya.... IT SUCKS! .....Er...Well....The process sucks- but the pity and attention rocks!!! (Well, minus the bunny ears) Im always waiting for the 'rents to bring home a new chew toy or soft blanket or some sweet smelling treats while Im afflicted! (Do I know how to play the game or what?! - Im telling you pups, the best way to get any goodies is to welt up those sad eyes and make sure to limp once and look back at them! Its a surefire way to score some treats!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of treats, a rather cool- ah hum- (cooler than my 'rents obviously) - ah hum- person contacted me about her blog. She tests dog products on her own dogs to see if other dogs would like them. What a cool job man! I wish my 'rents could get a job like that! I mean, seriously, those dogs have it made for sure! Her website is &lt;a href="http://pearfleur.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pearfleur.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and right now shes doing this thing where if you post about it, she'll send you some goodies from &lt;a href="http://www.dogswell.com/"&gt;Dogswell&lt;/a&gt;! I mean, duh right?! Me + free treats = BLISS!! (I suggest you do the same!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later dudes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-5599940339631237840?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5599940339631237840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=5599940339631237840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5599940339631237840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5599940339631237840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-again-to-all-my-fun-furry-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPGQ_ciWiyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A1KRspNcktw/s72-c/DSCF0845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-3757765647264803439</id><published>2008-10-03T18:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:52:15.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch-up!</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I know- it has been a few months since my last happenings...... Spare me the wrinkled brow beating just this once. Trust me I can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, where to start??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about my clumsy mom hurting her finger and having to go to the hospital ER to get x-rays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(leaving me without any help whatsoever to blog) Not good enough? Yeah, I didn't think so....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well how about this little diddy: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OHIO POWER OUTAGE DUE TO HURRICANE IKE'S WRATH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And let me just tell you first hand, it was horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started when mom and dad decided to leave me - while asleep mind you- while the visited friends. (the nerve right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While laying there in the a/c on my plush fleece bed, dreaming of cheez-its and wonderfully crisp pig ears, I heard a gust of wind SLAM the side of our balcony. I jumped so high out of my bed I broke wind myself! I ran to the sliding glass door thinking I might be able to stand my ground against the flying roof shingles and pieces of siding should they break through the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could see was mom's flowers flying across the deck. About that time the 'rents came running up the stairs. They grabbed me up and wouldn't let me near the windows. (Apparently they were worried about me) They said that they were at their friends and their breezeway ceiling entrance to their apartment got completely ripped off and power lines were down all over the city. Then it got quiet......Real quiet........ So quiet I got hounded for every little snort, snore or peep that came out of either of my ends! Then it got dark.....Real dark.......So dark, I couldn't see my paws in front of me. Obviously the power was out. I nearly pante&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa8VTJBpyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gcSfu6jJ6rw/s1600-h/Power+out+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253093089475667746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa8VTJBpyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gcSfu6jJ6rw/s200/Power+out+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa9JSt0AsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dgqHyfTI33Q/s1600-h/Power+out+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253093982714725058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa9JSt0AsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dgqHyfTI33Q/s320/Power+out+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o death with no a/c! Mom went around lighting every stinky candle she had. Dad finally admitted that he appreciated her passion for candles! Seriously, she is a candle freak, I think! In any case we were lit up like Vegas in our place! The neighbors actually came and knocked on our door to see why we had power and they didn't! We laughed when they realized that it was all from moms 'color coordinated' candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that night, some of the 'rents friends came over- I would assume because their place wasn't lit up as well as ours. I didn't mind because mom's friend, Heather, brought over her dog Jovie, (a Yorkie) and we played around &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7A87V5jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7ugaFOd-waU/s1600-h/Power+out+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253091640403682866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7A87V5jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/7ugaFOd-waU/s320/Power+out+7.JPG" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while they played cards. All was well until the next morning when a box of Popsicles in the freezer melted down the fridge door onto the floor. Mom went ballistic. (While she ran back and forth to get towels, I stole a few licks off the door!- But she doesn't know that so we'll keep it on the DL for now.) The bad part was, the 'rents just bought about $150 bucks worth of groceries a few days before and they were all set to ruin unless by chance they could find some ice. They went driving from town to town trying to find ice. No luck. Hours later, they finally found a gas station that sold them the last 3 bags of ice! The town was in a panic with melting Popsicles and no ice! People were calling the 'rents left and right asking them if they had ice and power! We ended up not getting our power back on for 3 more days. It was a mess without power! NO animal Planet, NO symphony music to sleep, NO Internet.... I was not a happy camper. Did I mention, I DO NOT like to camp?? Yeah, and um- last I checked, camping is basically sleeping on the hard ground with no power. Not worth it dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So-flash forward to last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AWiFMLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6H9pvZxjsKU/s1600-h/Park1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253091630097182898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="130" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AWiFMLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6H9pvZxjsKU/s320/Park1.JPG" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'rents 'god children' came over and we played on the playground. They are 3 &amp;amp; 4, Ethan and Addi. The&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AKP1yZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XXT9LKAj0qY/s1600-h/Park6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253091626799450514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AKP1yZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XXT9LKAj0qY/s320/Park6.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y actually tried to get me to go down the slide! I had to let them know that it was way to small for my wrinkly body to fit down. Plus I'm kinda weary of that thing for the simple fact it shocked me every time I went near it. But it was pretty fun. Ethan had my leash on me all day, dragging me around the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AXUZUgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X2C731qoA_0/s1600-h/Park7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253091630308217346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa7AXUZUgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X2C731qoA_0/s320/Park7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;house and the playground. I was so exhausted when the day was done, I went straight to bed. Bed... Which leads me to my next little unpleasant update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now have a new room. UGH. I'm NOT happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wonderfully cozy room was in the laundry room. My bed was situated in the room and it was like a comfy little cave. All was well until the 'rents decided to get a new dryer. So they moved my bed and bowls into the kitchen. Mom says its because I was 'developing a cold in my eye and a stomach upset due to an allergy' - Shes full of it! She thinks that I get irritated with the lint in the air in the laundry room and that's why I get eye goop in the mornings. Ive got news- NO its because I power sleep! SO anyway, shes been giving me human grade probiotics in my food to see if it will work. (I have to admit, my gas hasn't been as rank and I do feel a bit more of a pep in my step) I always act like its such a chore for mom to clean me up and give me supplements but really, I just like the attention. So that's another thing to keep on the DL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the probiotic the 'rents take (and well, I take it too) just in case you want to send the message to your flatulent and allergic doggie friends. &lt;a href="http://www.newchapter.com/products/all-flora"&gt;http://www.newchapter.com/products/all-flora&lt;/a&gt; (we take the powder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom recently went to a class about probiotics where she works and its a pretty impressive brand if you research it for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna head off here and check out some Howl-o-ween costumes. I'm open to suggestions as long as mom doesn't try to make me some fru fru dog princess. That I will have to protest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later dudes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-3757765647264803439?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3757765647264803439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=3757765647264803439' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3757765647264803439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/3757765647264803439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing catch-up!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SOa8VTJBpyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gcSfu6jJ6rw/s72-c/Power+out+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-250637376316196252</id><published>2008-07-18T21:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:12:55.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My relaxing Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFbc9fj7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oVya1qy4I2o/s1600-h/DSCF0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224557595827891826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFbc9fj7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oVya1qy4I2o/s200/DSCF0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I woke up, went out to go duty, came back in and took a short nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up bummed as usual, mom had that friggin' camera in my face because apparently I just looked miserable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tested her sympathy by going over to the stairway and whimpering while constantly looking back at her. (yeah I have to actually ACT like a dog sometimes to get my way- hey Im no dummy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ended up feeling bad for me so she grabbed that camera and we headed outside for a walk around our lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I should mention I have been on strike here lately. I decided that it is no fun to walk in the grass. I always end up stepping on some of that ironweed grass and that stuff hurts man! So, now, I am either 'slow as moses' walking through the grass or trotting away on the pavement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rents unfortunately won't let me 'duty' on the pavement so they usually have to drag me through the grass with little avail on their efforts. (Yeah, I sometimes have to forfit the poopy snacks when Im feeling extra partial to the pavement.)&lt;br /&gt;So, we went outside 'slow as moses' around the lake. I decided to inspect the local plant life and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFO9OwIa-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/w6SRC86o6fY/s1600-h/DSCF0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543856565447650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFO9OwIa-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/w6SRC86o6fY/s320/DSCF0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its hydration when I came across a very particularly interesting plant that actually made a whistling noise as the wind blew. I of course had to taste it just to make sure it wasn't made of cheez-its.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disappointedly, I turned around and looked at the ducks (that poop all over the ground near the water and I have to swerve and dodge all the duck poo everytime I walk over there) and I tried to get in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV465q8JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XKIZ0ZedjwM/s1600-h/DSCF0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224551479098667154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV465q8JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XKIZ0ZedjwM/s320/DSCF0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course mom wouldnt let me because it requires me getting a bath immediately after and I just had one yesterday. Yeah, I know what you are thinking- 'Cyrus, you can't swim! Why would you suddenly want to get into the water?' Well, to answer your assumed question, I have developed a love /hate situation for the water. As long as it is not above my head, requiring me to do any of that leg work to keep me afloat, Im good. Im a wader. I like the waves on my belly and the mud squishing between my toes. I find it quite relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I sat there by the&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV3feO5KI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nV0fVtgedZ4/s1600-h/DSCF0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224551454555956386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV3feO5KI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nV0fVtgedZ4/s320/DSCF0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waters edge and took it al&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV4bnA11I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RP95zv0db1c/s1600-h/DSCF0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l in for a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad came home and walked over to us. We ran around a little bit with the ball. We played tug of war and keep-away with it. I just really wasnt in the playing mood after all. I just wanted to relax and sit by the water. Mom calls me a beach dog now. She thinks I would be a great companion sitting by the beach soaking up the rays while listening to the ocean with her. I am not sure what the ocean is. I've never been. However, everytime the 'rents come back from that so called ocean, they are burnt to a crisp. (Well, dad is anyway. Mom tans) I think I am more like dad though because we seem to both get pink instead of the color mom gets. Rudely, she calls us 'little pink pigs'. We get no respect! Anyway, it started getting dark and we ended up going back in for dinner. I took a long look and apparently it was 'so hilarious' to the 'rents to see me savoring the moment with such a relaxing view. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV3yG_DDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I34ETw84tYg/s1600-h/DSCF0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224551459558722610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFV3yG_DDI/AAAAAAAAAFM/I34ETw84tYg/s320/DSCF0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I swear, my 'rents are so shallow. Im gonna play the sad faced game I did today so I can do it all again tomorrow. I'll let you know how it goes. They may catch on to my scheme. I underestimate them sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-250637376316196252?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/250637376316196252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=250637376316196252' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/250637376316196252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/250637376316196252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-relaxing-friday.html' title='My relaxing Friday'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SIFbc9fj7nI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oVya1qy4I2o/s72-c/DSCF0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-981240597189525492</id><published>2008-05-04T22:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:53:06.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to me again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SB6E5YekdxI/AAAAAAAAADs/8MuRRghWoNQ/s1600-h/DSCF0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196737141390210834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SB6E5YekdxI/AAAAAAAAADs/8MuRRghWoNQ/s320/DSCF0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally!!!!!! At last I'm free again to taste that sweet taste of Internet cookies and feel the wind race between my toes as I type!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been like a year since my last post and I am a new dog!! So much has happened within that time frame, I don't know where to begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, for starters, I'll begin by us moving... We moved to this new place where I have my own balcony (The 'rents call it 'Isle De La Roni'- since they frequently call me Cyronius and crazy names like Roni, Ronzoni, Cyroni Poni.... ugh, you'd think they'd learn by now that I will respond to anything as long as they are holding a treat in front me...) But anyway, the Isle De La Roni is awesome because during the day I get to go out there and sun myself while I watch the birds and the neighbors play... AND.....AND.... AND my next door neighbor is a Bulldog named Biscuit!! My 'rents and his 'rents are arranging a play date so we can test our brute butt wiggling skills! We also have a lake with real live geese!! (although they don't seem to like my mom because she never seems to be amazed how much they like to casually fly by and poop on her car) I told her that she needs to consult the mailman about it. (In case you don't know, I have come to the realization that the mailman is the bringer of all news and I believe down in my wrinkles that he knows all and can change all...) Anyway, this winter, I tried chasing the geese onto the middle of the pond... However, mom saved my life because I walked out on the ice and almost fell in....Which brings me to the next &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAIN EVENT&lt;/span&gt; in my life. Perhaps I wouldn't have been heavy enough to break the ice if I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still had my manhood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That's right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I got snipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am ashamed to say it. I am not the stud I used to be. I am overcoming the complexities of being a neuter by drowning my sorrows in a generously proportioned bowl of Royal Canin Bulldog Formula 24. The 'rents tried to keep my spirits up by taking me for a walk to get me out of the house during my trying times but, I have to admit, I still don't have the zest for marking the public tree as I used to. I admit, sometimes when life has me down, I pee like a girl. Yes.... Yes.. I am Bulldog enough to say it..... I do get lazy and squat. Sometimes, I deem it necessary to even lean up against my claimed territory while relieving myself. Yeah, the 'rents laugh at me, yeah the people across the street think it's funny at times. But what would you do if your 'rents woke you up at the crack of dawn (yeah, 8:30am is the crack of dawn to me okay?!!) to go outside???...So what? We are establishing that I am not the early bird I once was. Instead of waking early, going outside to 'dooty' then watching the morning news, I'd rather sleep in until about noon, then go outside. The 'rents cant believe my bladder holding capabilities... I will hold it all night if I have to, you won't catch me outside when it rains! I do still love to do the same things I used to, like play ball- that never gets old to me. (well I do get winded and have to lay belly down in the coldest spot in the yard but...I still keep up with the best of them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Vet my mom used to work for said that its "normal for me to loose the "umph" in life.... But I think the 'rents were more or less wanting me to loose the "hump" in life hahahahah- (See that play on words??!! See, I still got it after all this time!!) But anyway, yeah the whole event of me loosing my manhood was actually not so bad... Because my mom was a Vet assistant for Dr. Allen, she got to be in there and hold my hand through it all... She even gave me a snazzy hair cut on my leg and down in that region.... When I woke up, I was in the 'doggie suite' kennel area in the back with lots of comfy blankets to lay on (yeah I got the royal treatment so to speak) however, the meds they gave me to wake me up made me sicker than I had ever felt before and threw up all over the blankets- yeah not a fun moment in time. I quickly learned that my mom is a genius for giving me ice chips... Oh they are amazing when you barf!! I would definitely suggest it to your 'rents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, yeah, I'm no longer a stud, I have a cool new place with tons of room and windows, my own 'Island', lots of yard and places to go for a walk, cranky geese and huge fish in the lake that I get to SIT (because sitting is all I'm gonna be doing around that thing)by, cool neighbors that are wrinkly and fat-ish (I'm not admitting I'm fat because technically I am up to the bulldog standards in weight contrary to popular belief) like me! ANNNNDDDD the biggest news that has got me actually off my bum, buzzing around the house is the talk of us getting a new family member!!!!! I have been missing Willard, my feline friend that used to chase me around the house. He went to live with my Grammy and I am here left to watch the birds alone. (because mom and dad aren't fond of birdwatching) Well, not for long!! The talk around the house is that we are adopting a new cat. Not just any cat, mom says, a Himalayan/Persian . I guess it will be a girl cat because all mom keeps talking about how she'll finally get to hang out with a 'girl in the house' - as if its soooo bad to hang out with just us boys- geesh!!Dad says Im making off well in the deal because with the new girl cat, mom won't be trying to dress me up in pink bows and little fru fru dresses and all that girly crap, she will have her own little girly cat with lots of fur to primp instead!! WHEW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's cool that we are getting a Persian cat cause dad says that Persians aren't like any cat, they are like the Bulldogs of the cat world! I like that idea, now hopefully she likes to watch birds, snore and fart too so I will have someone to hang out with everyday and share the blame with!.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little by little, the world is turning in my favor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whelp, (haha I did it again... Get it? Whelp? hahah I'm full of it tonight!!) I am gonna go try and see if I can weasel a piece of hamburger from dad before he scarfs it all down... I can smell the wonderful aroma from here....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to hear from you soon! I am not anticipating making the lack of posts a habit... Now I think the 'rents will gladly help me out on here, because of my 'lack of zest for the finer things in life' - hey, I'm not above using all that pity to my advantage, you know me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cyrus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-981240597189525492?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/981240597189525492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=981240597189525492' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/981240597189525492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/981240597189525492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-to-me-again.html' title='Back to me again....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SB6E5YekdxI/AAAAAAAAADs/8MuRRghWoNQ/s72-c/DSCF0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-5859131403314231009</id><published>2007-06-29T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:08:16.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry all- be posting soon!</title><content type='html'>In response to Balboa, no the neighbor didnt eat me hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Soooo much has happened since my last post but I never have time to let you all know about it because mom or dad are always too busy to set up the computer for me....or they are always hogging it... but I promise I will be posting soon and show you the awesome pics of me and my new collar from lucysdoghouse.net -- please bare with me for a little bit- I will be back soon!&lt;br /&gt;later dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-5859131403314231009?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5859131403314231009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=5859131403314231009' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5859131403314231009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/5859131403314231009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-all-be-posting-soon.html' title='Sorry all- be posting soon!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-1806610395031701357</id><published>2007-05-03T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:58:38.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Neighbor!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow its been so nice here in Ohio lately! I have been outside running around, going for walks and peeking at the neighbors through the fence. My neighbors are a black lab and a tiny puppy that kinda looks like she is part husky or collie cause shes real pretty! I cant handle myself sometimes cause I just want to get over there and slobber all over that her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was in the computer room with mom as she was hogging the computer (as usual) and I was sitting on my special swivel ottoman looking out the window so mom opened it, and I wanted to just jump right out the window to go play with the neighbors! They were outside in their yard playing. I begged and pleaded mom to let me go play with them but she told me I had to be patient because the Black Lab's little sister and she isn't big enough to romp and play without getting hurt. I promised her I would be easy and extra careful not to knock her down as I lick her to death.... But of course, the answer was a big fat NO... ugh, my mom- sometimes she can drive me crazy! Her reply was 'Cyrus, for one, you are not a Chihuahua nor are you the size of one and you don't know your own strength sometimes... And for two, a Bull in a China Shop is hardly easy and careful! Now, I don't know where or how she got this idea in her head because I believe I am quite agile, contrary to her belief. In fact I fit under most coffee tables and kitchen chairs nicely....Okay, Okay YES I did get stuck and had to have help getting out.. but I could &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rjp2_ZveaoI/AAAAAAAAADg/fDI7v5s2-o8/s1600-h/DSCF0387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060487962918021762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rjp2_ZveaoI/AAAAAAAAADg/fDI7v5s2-o8/s320/DSCF0387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;have gotten out by myself just fine, I just would have had to take a nap in between trying. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway while I was hanging out the window, the neighbor's mom took this pic of me. She's real nice, she always tells me I'm cute and pets me and stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man I cant wait until the baby grows up a little... then its Romping time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rents' are thinking about asking the neighbors and their rents' to come over this summer and hang out in the back yard. Our pool will be up and ready soon... I cant wait! I think this year I get my own pool... last year it was a no show- I still wont let the rents' live that one down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes, I know, I know.....I can hear the mailman's words of wisdom in my head 'be patient and be kind, love and respect your parents because they know whats best for you'. Ugh- I hate having a conscious....Although, I do like treats! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-1806610395031701357?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1806610395031701357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=1806610395031701357' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1806610395031701357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1806610395031701357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-neighbor.html' title='New Neighbor!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rjp2_ZveaoI/AAAAAAAAADg/fDI7v5s2-o8/s72-c/DSCF0387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-240215229620237863</id><published>2007-04-06T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T00:08:53.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime, Snow and Warm Fuzzies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is already spring time and I am really confused now.... literally 4 days ago, it was 80 degrees outside here in Ohio and now its SNOWING? Oh, the mailman and I are really going to have to have a LONG chat this time.... He keeps bringing me things I am not understanding... This weather is really messing with my tail pocket... Last week I heard talks between the 'rents about us &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RhcSjyMTNoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xE57hgLJtr4/s1600-h/AREGShoeglass%25201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050525913097385602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RhcSjyMTNoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xE57hgLJtr4/s320/AREGShoeglass%25201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;getting a swimming pool and now they are talking about getting me snow/hiking boots?! What is going on here?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the upside of things, Mom and Dad are now in correlation with this awesome guy who owns a really awesome site called &lt;a href="http://www.lucysdoghouse.net/"&gt;http://www.lucysdoghouse.net/&lt;/a&gt; (which you can go to the top of the page and click on the site through my links) and they sell ALL kinds of different stuff for dogs like, real authentic quality leather collars and leads (in cool different styles I might add), Dog beds, bowls, crates, dog wear- like these awesome boots I'm getting... they are really neat.. mom says that they are a must for bulldogs not only because they help dogs who are prone to hip dysplacia (like bulldogs) but they also shield us from getting our paws frozen or burned from hot pavement, toxic stuff on the ground, sharp stuff like tacks and nails and just general bad stuff that would make us sick since our pads on our feet are the most sensitive part on our bodies and we soak up and dissipate heat from our paws like our humans sweat through their skin! These bad boys are made from &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEO-PAWS&lt;/span&gt; and are the best of the best! They are made from neoprene like those crazy dare devil dogs who wear those wetsuits that surf with their humans on the Animal Planet! Mom says that the owner of Lucy's Dog House has a Great Dane that he named his company after and what is even cooler, He DONATES A PERCENTAGE OF SALES THAT HE GETS TO DOG RESCUES! How cool is that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It made the 'rents really feel good and safe to know that they are helping a company, when buying me stuff, where a portion of sales will go towards saving our wonderful K9 buddies all over the world.... and in addition, they have such an awesome variety of cool stuff for dogs and people alike! The mailman says that it is always good to give back to others even when you don't have to..... He says that it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside like after you have eaten a big Grennie and roll over for your 'rents to rub your belly! I'm all for that! Giving is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RhcZNyMTNpI/AAAAAAAAADY/jppOXpshwxk/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050533231721658002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RhcZNyMTNpI/AAAAAAAAADY/jppOXpshwxk/s200/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all you awesome buddies of mine, go on over to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucy's Dog House&lt;/span&gt; and check out the cool stuff, coax your rents into buying you some sweet kicks like mine and feel the warm and fuzzies coming your way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(See, mom thinks I am not humble... Ha!....eh, the more she thinks I need work, the more treats I get for doing what she says!- Its a WIN-WIN situation here!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-240215229620237863?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/240215229620237863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=240215229620237863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/240215229620237863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/240215229620237863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/04/springtime-snow-and-warm-fuzzies.html' title='Springtime, Snow and Warm Fuzzies...'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RhcSjyMTNoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xE57hgLJtr4/s72-c/AREGShoeglass%25201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-8065510395308879295</id><published>2007-03-07T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:52:32.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some crazy cats..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nothing really new here at our house to rave about... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of perturbed because some crazy Tom Cats got under our house and I hear them doing their 'cat calls' and growling at each other all night and it makes me angry so I am constantly having to go over to the vent and bark down there at them to quite down!.... The 'rents think its funny to hear me grumble and bark at them but it really makes me mad!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Re-HKDiBFkI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Onc6vOEAiE/s1600-h/DSCF3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039395114867299906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Re-HKDiBFkI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Onc6vOEAiE/s200/DSCF3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know our upstairs cat, Toby - I call him our upstairs cat because he never comes downstairs because he likes to lounge around up there and sit freely in the window (I try to sit in the window but I don't fit as well on the little ledge they call a window sill) * Note to self- tell the mailman (the bringer of all new things to come, aka the future man) to start making Bulldog butt sized window sills* Anyway back to what I was saying, Toby doesn't like the cats down there either... he gets mad at night and growls at them too... so I have to hear all sorts of racket while I'm trying to get my studlyrest....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says that there will most likely be kittens we will have to get out from under the house... great... I'm sure dad will be thrilled about that one! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my mom is going through one of her pet adventure phases again because now she and dad are going Thursday to get some fish... something called an Angelfish.... she wants to ultimately breed them even though most websites say that it is really hard to get them to... I have no clue about all that jazz... we'll see... Dad says its another thing for me to sit and look at when I'm bored and bark at when they move without my permission! I guess I'm game for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh- I added a new link also...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nice human named Casey contacted me and wanted to know if they could add my blog to their animal Internet site.. (and its really cool too 'cause its all animatorials, you know- all created by us animals?!- pretty cool!) check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-8065510395308879295?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/8065510395308879295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=8065510395308879295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/8065510395308879295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/8065510395308879295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-crazy-cats.html' title='Some crazy cats..'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Re-HKDiBFkI/AAAAAAAAACE/2Onc6vOEAiE/s72-c/DSCF3665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-1817968931862389565</id><published>2007-02-25T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T00:45:34.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's got a Bahama Momma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ReEg6DSgD6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/u9eJwCYZguM/s1600-h/DSCF3542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035342040064331682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ReEg6DSgD6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/u9eJwCYZguM/s320/DSCF3542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive got a Bahama Momma! (and Poppa!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I'm actually even excited because I cant go....(yeah I guess Id better explain huh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, about a month ago, my mom and aunt Kelly went to some big Bridal Show in Columbus (where my mom's aunt lives- I guess its a big city with lots and lots of dog parks to play in compared to our town) and mom filled out every entry form there was to fill out at this thing and she ended up getting a call from a company telling her that her and dad were lucky winners and that they won an all inclusive paid vacation to the Bahamas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, tonight mom and dad went to Columbus to pick up their packages and all that jazz... and now I guess they are going in June.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sad part is, I don't think I'm going to get to go.... Mom said she is going to check and see but she said its doubtful....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In normal cases, I would be really 'bark raving mad' about this but in all reality, I know that I am going to have a blast while they are gone because my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grammie&lt;/span&gt; (who I will be staying with) always spoils the wrinkles out of me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how to whimper just right to get her to give me extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poopie&lt;/span&gt; snacks too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yep! I'm proud to say &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sayanora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the old rents for a week in June to get the full blown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grammie&lt;/span&gt; treatment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-1817968931862389565?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/1817968931862389565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=1817968931862389565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1817968931862389565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/1817968931862389565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/02/whos-got-bahama-momma.html' title='Who&apos;s got a Bahama Momma?'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/ReEg6DSgD6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/u9eJwCYZguM/s72-c/DSCF3542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-4788247397096242963</id><published>2007-01-25T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:34:25.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. pop art pig!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So look what my mom did?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rbl1SeV-fwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kKXT5Ih-ozw/s1600-h/art+pig+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024175819551833858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rbl1SeV-fwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kKXT5Ih-ozw/s320/art+pig+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am now a Pop Art Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024177232596074274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rbl2kuV-fyI/AAAAAAAAABs/oqoQKACxoEA/s320/Glow+pen+Pig+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024176184624054034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rbl1nuV-fxI/AAAAAAAAABY/moHP-Fui-PE/s320/poster+art+pig+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-4788247397096242963?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4788247397096242963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=4788247397096242963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/4788247397096242963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/4788247397096242963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/01/mr-pop-art-pig.html' title='Mr. pop art pig!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/Rbl1SeV-fwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kKXT5Ih-ozw/s72-c/art+pig+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-6513395615565371945</id><published>2007-01-22T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:29:25.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Long Long Time no Blog?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVk3uV-fuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/coimK6uwxms/s1600-h/lean+on+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023031867897446114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVk3uV-fuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/coimK6uwxms/s200/lean+on+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy Moly there has been soo much happened since I was last on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, Dad got a really good job, (more treats for me) Mom got moved up and now has a new title at Clinique.... (I still wont let her paint my nails though cause' that's drawing the line- the powder in my winkles is girlie enough- even though it does feel good - BUT DON'T TELL HER I SAID THAT!! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Lovie Girlfriend Zoey has a new sister named Marlie... I guess she is a little fluffy Pomeranian (I don't know what possessed Aunt Kaycie into getting one of those dogs.. I hope Zoey doesn't feel bad like her Mommy doesn't like her anymore- I know its not true... But hey, on the other hand, maybe she could come and live with us!! Then we could play alllllll day long!) I think Ill ask the mailman what he thinks ( since he is the guy who brings all the good and bad news, maybe he can make something happen for me!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVhwOV-fqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z-E2vHj9UZ4/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023028440513543842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVhwOV-fqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z-E2vHj9UZ4/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom has been talking to my original Breeder Mrs. Anne McCurdy and family, swapping pictures and talking back and forth and they sent me a message telling me that my REAL MOMMY lives with them and is doing fine!! How cool is that?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom showed me a pic of my real Mommy and I look just like her! Her name is Jo Dandy Peggy Sue- aka 'Peggy' for short (just like me she has a 'for short' name! You know, 'Cyrus' for short?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's soo cool!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVkIeV-fsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yqoa_bd2o9M/s1600-h/Good+brown+eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023031056148627138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVkIeV-fsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/yqoa_bd2o9M/s320/Good+brown+eyes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom says that my breeder even breeds Maltese's and Mini Bulldogs too! (she does the Mini's for health reasons cause some of us big Englishers often get sore and stuff cause we are so strong and all) Not Me though! I'm a tough guy to the core!! I haven't even had to go to the Vet because of being sick EVER!! Mom and Dad say its good genes and good food- but I say, I don't have time to be sick cause I'm a Rock star! Its just not fair to my fans!! (okay okay mom is yelling at me to be modest- ugh ) But at any rate, my real parents did a good job with me!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and dad are talking about getting me a little friend (bulldog) to play with sometime soon- and it will be a girl ( lord I hope she isn't all about that smelly girlie spray stuff mom tries to put on me- Ill be crossing my toes). Mom says that they want to get one from my breeder or my relatives (both are in my links above) But the new one I just added is my original breeder's new site and it is &lt;a href="http://www.thepuppycastle.com/"&gt;http://www.thepuppycastle.com/&lt;/a&gt; if any one's parents are interested..... (oh yeah, I think Mrs. McCurdy is going to put more pics of me on that site too so check it out as much as ya can!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVkdOV-ftI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uhYMKVxaAi4/s1600-h/Cyrus+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023031412630912722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVkdOV-ftI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uhYMKVxaAi4/s320/Cyrus+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 'rents are also thinking really hard about letting me be for stud... (not really sure what that means but I think it has something to do with me being a dad?!) Either way pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-6513395615565371945?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/6513395615565371945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=6513395615565371945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/6513395615565371945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/6513395615565371945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2007/01/long-long-long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Long Long Time no Blog?!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/RbVk3uV-fuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/coimK6uwxms/s72-c/lean+on+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-116642287432471471</id><published>2006-12-18T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:21:14.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are for....</title><content type='html'>Wow! So much has happened since I last wrote-&lt;br /&gt;Mom has a new job where she gets to play with makeup and girlie stuff all day long and put that expensive stuff all over her clients faces.... (better them than I!) So I am not really allowed on here very much.&lt;br /&gt;In November, Dad had a birthday and mom had a surprise party for him- inviting all his old friends that he hasnt seen for ages... Some came from streets away, miles away, citys away, and States away... our house was soo packed and I loved every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;I got a little too excited so mom and dad gave me one of those herbal calm treats- needless to say, I was conked out!&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my good buddy old pal Gunner came over and we hung out in the kitchen and posed for pics and treats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, my 2nd BIRTHDAY was on December 11th!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I of course wasnt surprised to see my new toys mom and dad got me- I also got some early christmas presents from my uncle Alex and aunt Kaycie- and of course my main Gal, Zoey.&lt;br /&gt;She got me a couple toys - one was dressed like a santa claus and it sang ( it only took me a few minutes to break the singer in it) - (Of course, mom took it away from me once the stuffing came out- shes evil....she thinks Im stupid enough to eat the stuffing inside.....I mean come on, I only pooped out stuffing like 3 other times before- thats nothing!)&lt;br /&gt;I also got a big basket with all sorts of treats in it... There were dog cookies, doggie beer, doggie jerkey, and a PUP- ERONI PIZZA!!! I was in heaven! - mom was too because its all natural stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I cant fail to mention the dreaded christmas pictures I had to endure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6828/1677/1600/440899/Cy%20oh%20fudge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6828/1677/320/21247/Cy%20oh%20fudge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that holidays are 4 for 1 good over evil...&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I can endure a few santa hat pictures for a boat load of treats and toys!&lt;br /&gt;(oh and who knew you arent supposed to pee on the lighted tree? I think our humans are going a little nutso with this new rule!- why have a tree in the house if you cant pee on it?)&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to consult the mailman about this rule too...&lt;br /&gt;(since he is the bearer of all new things to come- good and bad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-116642287432471471?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/116642287432471471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=116642287432471471' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116642287432471471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116642287432471471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/12/holidays-are-for.html' title='Holidays are for....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-116260738742317331</id><published>2006-11-03T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:29:47.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed Howl-o-ween Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cyrus%20and%20Miranda.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Cyrus%20and%20Miranda.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Howl -o-ween pics where I was dressed up as Zorro- ( I had a mask too but I tried to eat it and mom threw it away)&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell in some if the pics, we had a fog machine going for dads spooky stew he was brewing up (he was a  crazy mad butcher ) I was pretty much lurking in the fog as we 'Zorro-ites' do (although everyonce in a while, I had to come out for some air because boy does that stuff choke ya up!!  Sorry it took so long, stupid blogger wouldnt let me post any new pics on the last blog!- they really need to get that fixed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cyrus%20Zorro.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Cyrus%20Zorro.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF9982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cyrus%20tric-trea.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="259" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Cyrus%20tric-trea.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/CY%20n%20fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/CY%20n%20fog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cy%20n%20Jer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Cy%20n%20Jer.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9989.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-116260738742317331?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/116260738742317331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=116260738742317331' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116260738742317331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116260738742317331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/11/delayed-howl-o-ween-pictures.html' title='Delayed Howl-o-ween Pictures!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-116191330328418047</id><published>2006-10-26T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:11:33.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!</title><content type='html'>Whooo weeee!! I am sooo pooped out! Tonight was trick or treat here for the kids in our neighborhood and we passed out candy. Our house was all decorated up with spooky spider webs and lights and scarecrows with pumpkins ( one carved as a scary spider and the other carved as a bulldog with spikes!) and a fog machine with a table decorated up with that fake blood stuff (because Dad was a Mad Butcher) We had soo many kids come by and we ran out of that scrumptious candy that I'm of course never allowed to have.....(whatever mom says goes- ugh) But the kids loved me and my costume! I got to lick at least like 20 kids (Mom was hating that idea because she is so weird about me licking the hands of little kids for fear I will get sick or something- she's so anal! hehe) But I had fun! My costume this year was the same as last because at last minute my other costume fell through- So, I agreed to wear my old one with style! I was Zorro, with a cape and my hat - I had a mask too but I tried to eat it and well.... It got destroyed ...hehehe But I got so many compliments on my costume and I knew I looked good too so I puffed my chest out and strutted my stuff baby!&lt;br /&gt;Mom was a witch (how ironic hehehe) (sorry mom if you are reading this- can't you smell a joke like I can?) and she had a real funny hat and the whole costume on but in the midst of everything fun, she decided to go put some jeans on because she was apparently freezing- what a wimp! (I'll let you in on a little secret though, it was pretty cold towards the end of Trick or Treating because I was starting to shiver! - yes I know what you are thinking, with all that blubber you cant be cold right?!- Actually NO! It was cold!--- BUT DON'T TELL ANYONE I TOLD YOU THAT- IT WOULD TOTALLY RUIN MY TOUGH GUY REPUTATION! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I was a good boy and stayed by mom to protect her from the bigger monsters that came up for the candy! I was very polite too I might add :) I sat there and smiled at them and if their mommies allowed them to, they would come up and pet me and I would lick their faces! ( oh yeah, the human youngsters love that little trick of mine hehe)&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a great Halloween! (or Trick or Treat I should say- Actually, Halloween isn't until next Tuesday- and me and some other dogs have made a secret pact to howl at the moon at midnight to freak our Rents' out hehe- so if you or someone you know are interested in joining our secret 'Howling Plan', let me know and Ill add your name to the list!!!hehe) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-116191330328418047?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/116191330328418047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=116191330328418047' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116191330328418047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/116191330328418047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115965526582723722</id><published>2006-09-30T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:27:45.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change in weather</title><content type='html'>I have been hearing talks of Halloween this year. Mom wants me to be a pumpkin like my girlfriend, Zoey, and Dad wants me to be a vampire dog because he says I have the fangs down pat!&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care this year what I am as long as I get to hang out on the porch and lick the faces of all the kids that come up to get the candy! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I am not looking forawad to this Winter weather... I was soo cold yesterday I was shivering on the floor- yes with all my blubber, I was shivering.... and Mom put a shirt on me... It warmed me up quite a bit. She took me outside where finally the sun was shining and I laid there and tried to soak up as much sun as I could before I went back into the house.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant it be summertime all year around? Stupid Ohio... I think Im going to go to the mailman and tell him I want there to be no more winter. He should know what to do. After all, he is the person who brings all the change anyway right? He brings good news, he brings bad news, he should be able to change the weather right? We'll see.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115965526582723722?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115965526582723722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115965526582723722' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115965526582723722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115965526582723722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-for-change-in-weather.html' title='Time for a change in weather'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115890503563281199</id><published>2006-09-22T01:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:30:19.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Boy</title><content type='html'>Well, today was my Grammie's 49th Birthday AND I got to deliver the presents! Litterally! Mom and Dad tied her card and wrapped up her presents (a bunch of Lottery tickets) to my collar and I ran and delievered them to her! She was so surprised she started laughing&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/party-boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/party-boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; histerically and said 'oh my goodness we've got a party boy...thank you Cyrus!!' I did a great job! I know I did too! heheh The card that we had for Grammie had a pic of me wearing my Hawaiian gear, and said 'Are you ready to party?' and had a neat rhyme inside... Of course I came up with that too but mom will NOT let me take any credit for it because I guess she is trying to teach me to be more 'humble'- grrrr... Dad says 'what can you expect?... He's a stud'... and then Mom always says - 'Well blah blah he needs to learn...blah blah... no treats until he learns to be more polite... blah blah... he needs another baffie...blah blah blah blah...look how cute he is- then comes all the cutesy pictures and such....blah blah blah....ugh-&lt;br /&gt;Dad says I'll 'realize one of theese days when your Mom starts not spoiling you anymore'&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt know it but, I know how to work the system...I know how to make mom feel sorry for me and treat me and then act like I am starving then dad gives me treats too- hahahah shhh... dont tell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115890503563281199?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115890503563281199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115890503563281199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115890503563281199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115890503563281199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/09/party-boy.html' title='Party Boy'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115828632057056334</id><published>2006-09-14T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:12:03.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monsters!</title><content type='html'>Not having any hot water really has taken a toll on everyone here at the house... Everyone is so cranky- Including moi! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF9648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad had to go pick up a new tank today and I had to watch dad carry that big thing downstairs by himself.... I tried to go downstairs to help but the steps were too steep for me and the fact that I'm sure that there are monsters down there in the dark, didn't make it very appealing for me to help... Come to think of it, I know there has to be monsters down there because every time something bad happens in the house, the 'Rents always run down there.... And I'm sure its to see what the monsters have been tearing up down there....&lt;br /&gt;I always try to stand at the steps, puff my chest out and grumble for them to beware of me..... Yeah, I know.... 'They don't want none of this'..........They are scared- I know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dad is on a new XBOX 360 kick again... He has been playing this zombie game and mom got bored (imagine that-) and he asked me if I wanted to play... Of course I did! Of course mom had to ruin the intensity and focus of the game by taking another annoying picture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9597.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9597.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad tells me I need to be more respectful to mom and quit complaining about her or shell cut my allowance (treats) down to zilch.... What does he expect? I'm nearing 2 and technically, it makes me a teenager!......Besides, Mom knows I am her protector....She tells me I'm a good boy for barking at the monsters (okay technically, they are shadows, but I'm not taking any chances) in the yard at night when I go potty and mom follows..... And those friggin pool floaties!.... They come up above the edge of the pool and I swear they are dangerous to her health....I know too, they can't fool me, I know they taunt me and tell me that they are gonna get her... I know...&lt;br /&gt;Not on my time! See?! I love my mom.... (Just don't tell her that or she'll go all cutesy on me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115828632057056334?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115828632057056334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115828632057056334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115828632057056334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115828632057056334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/09/monsters.html' title='Monsters!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115817992149420535</id><published>2006-09-13T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T16:38:42.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Platz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF9564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot is feeling much better... It has been raining like crazy.... Last night the 'Rents had somewhat of a Nip/Tuck party.... They love that show....I don't mind though because there is always excitement in the air after its over or commercial time.....&lt;br /&gt;I must have been too rowdy because dad brocaded me in the kitchen away from all the people... He told me to 'Settle Down'... I know what that means, and I know that he was a little peeved with me...&lt;br /&gt;Today our hot water tank decided to take a platz... (hehe so dad says) he has been down in the basement all day draining it and cussing like a sailor.... Mom thinks its funny hahah&lt;br /&gt;I guess dad was flying out into the garage -in his massaging slippers in the rain and fell and busted himself up pretty good- I tried to lick him to make him feel better while Mom had absolutely no sympathy because she was laughing so hard she couldn't even look at him, let alone get a bandaid... So she's been calling him 'Gimpy'.....She is heartless.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115817992149420535?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115817992149420535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115817992149420535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115817992149420535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115817992149420535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/09/platz.html' title='Platz'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115802053780200038</id><published>2006-09-11T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:36:37.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the Oats!</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday I was really 'feeling my oats' so mom says... I was apparently annoying the crap out of the 'Rents because mom decided to start bugging me right back- first she got out the toe nail polish - which, thank god Dad stopped before I was brindle and white with PINK all over!&lt;br /&gt;Then she layered me up with some hula lays, then she got the bright idea to put her sweatshirt &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Dress%20up.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/Dress%20up.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on me- oddly enough, it actually fit me!- Mom had to even cut the neck of it a little bit to get it over my big head! (oh well, you know what they say about having a big head?- That you have big brains!) Take that my silly little human master! My brains are bigger than yours! AHA!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I was so pooped out (tired) that I was the one that ended up being annoyed.... She always gets me in the end.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Bone%20Ifide%21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/Bone%20Ifide%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darn her!&lt;br /&gt;Today Im bummed out... not only did it rain outside but, my left front paw is sore.... I have another one of those 'Interdigital Cysts' so I had to stand in the tub for a half an hour in warm water and epson salts - GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, for me, they only seem to last about a week when they are caught when it hurts the most or is red and puffy...&lt;br /&gt;Mom says that bulldogs get them most and no one really seems to know how or why dogs get them but are probably caused by debris in between my toes....(YEAH LIKE STUPID OLD PINE NEEDLES!) Oh man, I hope she didnt hear me... I heard them talking about me saying that Dog Boots are going to be a must have item for this winter.... Im not to fond of the idea because my luck, mom will friggin buy me some hot pink ones- Hopefully Dad will step in.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I am lounging around with my new akc bird toy with an herbal calmative in my system and stinky Bag Balm in between my toes! I feel better though... I at least dont feel the urge to lick the bump off my foot!&lt;br /&gt;So its Kick Back and Relaxin' time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115802053780200038?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115802053780200038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115802053780200038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115802053780200038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115802053780200038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/09/feeling-oats.html' title='Feeling the Oats!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115697976396906867</id><published>2006-08-30T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:16:03.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the doghouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9483.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF9483.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I guess I'm back in the proverbial dog house again :o(&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Grammie decided they would move stuff around everywhere and they friggin moved my bed and crumpled it all around and so I got mad and peed on the side of the chair and refused to go outside and poop....So I crapped on the kitchen floor....WELL! THEY WERE THE ONES WHO MOVED ALL MY STUFF AROUND!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sulking today...Maybe it will earn me a little bit of sympathy points towards a new greenie? :o) or :o( ?  We'll see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115697976396906867?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115697976396906867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115697976396906867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115697976396906867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115697976396906867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-doghouse.html' title='In the doghouse'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115692535849038070</id><published>2006-08-30T03:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:05:02.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Horoscope</title><content type='html'>So, Mom is reading more and more up on how to 'balance her Chakra' - whatever the heck that means- so anyway with all the 'mystical' research she has been doing, I decided I would check out my Doggie Horoscope (I have a link to the site)so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(November 23 - December 21)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sign of The Archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ruling Planet - Jupiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Most Desirable Qualities - Nature Loving, active &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this is definitely me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Talent - Hunting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(hmmm hunting- interesting)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Physical Characteristics - Well-balanced body, ankles and feet will be fine and delicate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Ill never hear the end of this one as soon as my dad sees the 'delicate feet' part- ugh he already says I sometimes hop like a school girl)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lucky Day - Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Most Harmonious Signs - Sagittarius, Leo, Aries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(well My Gramps is a Leo and Mom and Toby the cat are Aries)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sagittarius is the Sign of the Archer and this signifies that you definitely have a purpose or aim in life. You are also a natural born hunter and will stalk anything that moves including ants, butterflies, and old newspapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.( Yeah I guess I do hunt- I will definitely bark at stuff if it has been moved and I DO NOT like pesky ants- they like to bite my belly)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You have tremendous vitality are very alert and interested in everything that goes on&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(True)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In fact your nose is usually in everyone else's business and you consult the corner fire hydrant or local favorite tree to find out who's in town&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(Yes this is VERY TRUE)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This curiosity also leads you down the street and into some places you may not be welcome, and you often come home having adopted an orphan&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(Well, I did sneak off one time- and it scared the bejeeseys out of me and I tried to jump into the neighbors pool-and as you know, Bulldogs cant swim without life jackets- and the Rents' were really worried)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You have a very passionate temperament and are sensitive and sympathetic to the moods of those around you&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(See, I knew someone would finally get me- I hope mom reads this- I'm in the mood for a treat!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You adore good living, happy and congenial companions. With a huge sigh of contentment you will claim the most comfortable chair in the house and sink wearily into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yes that's right- the couch is MINE! So, the cat needs to keep his little mits off of it too!- Just cause I'm not always allowed in the living room, doesn't mean he is either!- He'd better recognize! Oh, and yes it is true-good living is very true, I REQUIRE a fresh clean sheet on my bed every time I take a baffie- Otherwise, I grumble and tear it off myself- The Rents' think its funny, but, who wants to sleep on unclean sheets? I must be typing outloud because mom says I am getting a bit too ahead of myself and that I 'need to take it down a notch or two' ...... Stinkin' Rents- ugh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Key words: enthusiastic, optimistic, philosophical, restless describe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!(Yes I would like to believe I am Philosophical- in fact, I know there is a thing called Karma because when I fart- I reach around to smell it and by the time I make a complete turn back around, its in my face again!- See?! )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Harsh words or tone of voice will cause you resentment and you will pretend to not understand. A bath is revolting and so are cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;em&gt;(Well I actually like baffies, I love the scrub down and the Cyrus 500 laps around the kitchen table to dry the wrinkles- but I just don't like the words ' CYRUS WANNA BAFFIE?' they make me cringe- but I don't have a problem jumping into the tub and standing like a perfect gentleman while mom 'scrubs the stink off of me'.... And I do like cats- they just don't like me- the only ones I don't really like are the ones who get into the trash and tear up the yard and try to get at the fish in the rock pond)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Looking for love in all the wrong places? Well sometimes you are considered just too frank and candid&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(chhaaa yeah, that's for sure)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wait till someone sniffs first next time, then you can be very responsive to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;em&gt;(Yeah I got that one down by now- when I was about 3 months old, I was lookin for love from the then outside cat, Chloe, and she scratched my eye! I had to be rushed to the emergency vet in another state, but luckily she only got my 3rd eyelid and it didn't do any harm to me- needless to say, we don't have an outside cat anymore because of that incident)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;According to the stars your best companion would be one born between May 21 to June 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(Hmm I think Zoey was born in between those months- Ill have to ask her)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;While you seek vigorous activity even in your later years your delicate legs must be cared for!! No rough jumping over fences&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(Yeah, yeah, yeah- I hear that crap all the time 'NO JUMPING' AND 'YOU'RE TOO BIG YOU WONT FIT UP THERE, YOU'LL BREAK YOUR LEG JUMPING OFF THERE' ugh- I cant have any fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Life will be good you this year. Your lucky number is 2 and so of course this year should be even more lucky. Your &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; favorite color is green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.(WOW! MY FAVORITE COLOR IS &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;!! I FAVOR EVERYTHING THAT IS GREEN AND MY COLLAR IS GREEN!! And the #2 part is pretty cool cause, In December, I am going to be turning 2!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115692535849038070?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115692535849038070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115692535849038070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115692535849038070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115692535849038070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-horoscope_30.html' title='My Horoscope'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115655036835297637</id><published>2006-08-25T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T19:59:28.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo in the back yard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Good%20brown%20eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Good%20brown%20eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im a little less mad at my mom today.... She has been giving me treats all day. But I think Im gonna milk this up while I can!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new to talk about... although I am noticing a weird new trend in the back yard and Im thinking its turning into a Zoo. Last week there were terrible bees (I tried to pee on their 'nesting place' and they got a little mad- but it was MY pee post! - well actually it is mom's flower pot basket but its MY PEE POST..... I like it so therefore its MINE (dad says I get that mentality from mom heheh)) anyway, there were terrible bees and then came the slugs, then came the tomcats (who like to get into our trash and tear up the yard - so I chase them off) and&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NOW we have a new FROG! Mom thinks that it was our giant Bullfrog, Harriet who ran -or I should say HOPPED- away's, baby. But we dont know. He is really teenie tiny. I think I shall call him Dinky. But even though hes small, Im still going to have to go have a talk with him and let him know who rules the roost around here... Mom says I should behave but, I think it's only fair because he is in fact at the bottom of the pecking order right? I think so.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115655036835297637?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115655036835297637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115655036835297637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115655036835297637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115655036835297637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/zoo-in-back-yard.html' title='Zoo in the back yard?'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115647352804604905</id><published>2006-08-24T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:35:44.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im MAD!</title><content type='html'>First of all Im just gonna come right out and say it. I'M MAD! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9319.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so mad at my mom right now I don't even want to look at her. Okay so earlier Mom went and met my aunt Kelly somewhere and they ate. This is all fine. They then went and shopped around. This is still fine. Later, they decide to go to PETLAND - WITHOUT ME! This is not fine! For one, I never got to go and strut my stuff in front of the other dogs and for two, I DIDN'T get to pick out a new toy, and three, MOM PLAYED WITH ANOTHER BULLDOG!.....She even tried to hide it from me by running in and changing her clothes- but Im no dummy- I know....I know she played with ANOTHER bulldog. She has been trying to make up to me and I won't even look at her....Shes got a lot of kissin' up to do! I even went in &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/knawing%20bone.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my room to get away from her to take out my agression on my bone- still she followed me! I went outside to do my business and she friggin followed me out there too! Man whats a bullie gotta do to get a little privacy around &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Eww%20Slug.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here! Oh by the way- when I was out there making my rounds, I ran into an interesting squishy worm type thing that mom called 'Mr. Slug' - He didnt taste very good- so word for the wise- DO NOT EAT A 'MR.SLUG', THEY DONT TASTE GOOD AT ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115647352804604905?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115647352804604905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115647352804604905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115647352804604905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115647352804604905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-mad.html' title='Im MAD!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115630236757369322</id><published>2006-08-22T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:23:13.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gunner came back!</title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;Well, last weekend was the Parade of the Hills and I DIDN'T get to go :(&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad said it was way too hot for a big bullie like me to be out in that heat with 'every dirty, germie filled set of hands &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wanting to pet and wallar' all over me.... Hey, I don't have a problem with that!! I love kids- especially ones with a big plate of French fries or those cotton candy wands, mmmm.... Those are the best! Anyway- back to the point.... So on Saturday, Mom, Dad and Grammie went to see the Parade and I guess they walked forever in the heat and got all hot and sweaty... (I wonder what it is like to sweat all over hmmm....) But anyway, when they came back home to rest, we had a knock at the door and guess who it was?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GUNNER!! I was soo excited that he came back to see me because I thought his 'Rents would be afraid that our testosterone would get the best of us two together and wouldn't bring him back over to play- but thank god they weren't! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got here, he must have been worn out because he didn't really want to play... So we kinda just laid around the yard and had peeing contests... We ran around the yard and peed on pretty much everything that we could to see who could mark last....&lt;br /&gt;Being that it was really hot outside, the marking smell must have got to our 'Rents because Dad got the hose out and ruined our progress by spraying every noticeable pole and flower pot in the yard..... Ugh, 'Rents- they don't have a clue!&lt;br /&gt;So we had to start all over again! Eventually, we got tired and we both just laid around the yard in the cool grass..... Oh I thought I might mention that I won the marking game because hehehe when Gunner left, I made sure I peed on the tikki torch one last time!!! hehehe Dad called me a cheater but, hey- what can ya do?! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115630236757369322?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115630236757369322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115630236757369322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115630236757369322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115630236757369322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/gunner-came-back.html' title='Gunner came back!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115569962410012371</id><published>2006-08-15T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:40:52.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive Been Tagged again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tagged!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(also I thought I would mention that mom has been doing some 'cleaning up' on my page because she said that we dont have many 'bites' left of storage to put any more pictures up- I was wondering why it wouldnt load any new pics I try to put on there up!! Well- anyway... If you were looking for a certain picture of me and its not on the blog anymore...stupid mom deleted it...so this better work!!!)&lt;br /&gt;So here are 10 funny things about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; When I get a bath I run around the house as fast as I can, wrinkles to the wind-the 'rents call it the Cyrus 500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; When the 'rents arent paying any attention to me I lay on the ground and make the most pitiful whiny noises I can to make em feel sorry for me and pet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; When mom sprays anything in a spray bottle I make a sour face and snort at her to make her stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; I fart in my sleep and wake up to smell it. (WHAT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; I have my own ottoman that swings. If someone puts thier feet on it I just have to show &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8238.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my balancing skills- and to let em know its mine, not to get any ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes I sneek in the bathroom trash and pull out ear swabbies and eat them..but sometimes I hide them in my cheeks for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; I hate rain. When it rains outside I either try to hold it until I cant anymore or I tippie toe outside to go and then hop back in. Dad says I hop like a 'little school girl' and it makes me mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; If someone comes home with a bag or something new and they put someplace it wasnt before, I will bark at it until someone moves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Whenever mom and dad hug I feel the need to jump up on them to break them apart...wheres the love in it for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; I love to dance. whenever I hear loud fun music (especially a song by "50 cent peice") I hop around on the balls of my feet and get the 'rents up to dance ...its so fun they laugh at me butI know they are just jealous because they dont have the moves like me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah I got double Tagged.. So, I had 10!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115569962410012371?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115569962410012371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115569962410012371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115569962410012371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115569962410012371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-tagged-again.html' title='Ive Been Tagged again!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115559241136961594</id><published>2006-08-14T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:53:31.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippppeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cy-and-Zoey-Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Cy-and-Zoey-Flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipppeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a BLAST!!! Oh my goodness!! well... Mom dad and I went to Uncle Alex and aAunt Kaycies house- and guess who I got to seeeee??????? ZOEY POEY!!!!! We had a blast!! we ran around and jumped and played and I even slept in her bed!!! (of course she was in with her mom and dad in her second bed- but I got to sleep in her cushiony bed!! We played with this really neat chicken named 'Henrietta' that squaked really loud and I got to take one home with me! I had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, mom and dad stopped at a gas station and let me potty in the grass and a really nice guy came over and was admiring my beauty - So mom says- and was asking the rents' when we were planning on having me bred with my girlfriend (Zoey) - Dad says within about 7 or 8 months....I got all excited because I kinda know what that entails...........Me being a dad of course!! Geesh! What did you think I was talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- I just wanted to give a shout out to my beautiful ZoPo and tell her I had a great time dragging out the toys this weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115559241136961594?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115559241136961594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115559241136961594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115559241136961594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115559241136961594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/yippppeeee.html' title='Yippppeeee'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115501131000567533</id><published>2006-08-08T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:37:25.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy!</title><content type='html'>Howdy!&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mom has been working on my website a lot more lately- I guess some very nice people from &lt;a href="http://www.doggiewire.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.doggiewire.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; want me to have my pics on their cool doggie newsletter site....Im excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnnd....THE BOOK CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY!!!!! The pet book in which my pictures are featured and I even have a bio in it too!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have been strutting around the house and yard all day... and I told mom that she is going to have to move the mirror over in front of my bed a bit so I can look at my handsome features- She just rolled her eyes at me and told me to 'behave'. She always has a way of keeping me modest- but, eh, what can I say... I cant help it if Im just that awesome!! Yep- I know it... The bitches love me..... (WHAT? They are female dogs!?) Mom just said that she can tell I have been hanging around with my dad.... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of female dogs..... My honey buns, Zoey came over on Saturday!!! God I was sooo excited to see her!! We romped and played and oh do I just love her!!! Mom caught us on camera running around and knocking each other over on the slippery floor!! And best of all I heard mom and dad talking to aunt Kaycie and uncle Alex about going down and seeing seeing them in Cincinnati this weekend, and Zoey and I get to have the house all to our selves baby!!! Aunt Kaycie works at a dog specialty store and Zoey told me that her mom brings her new toys home all the time!!! I CAN NOT WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aaannndd, I also heard them saying something about Zoey and me getting to have babies...which, that kinda scared me a lil bit and I had a talk with dad about it and he says that I have nothing to worry about because, dad says I will be a great father and they will be around to help with the babies all the time.... and- DONT TELL MOM THIS- but hehe Dad said that it would be a perfect time for me to make fun of mom for being an old grandma!!! ahahahha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- you can go to my real website for some bulldog tips and info and click on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My Website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; link above!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115501131000567533?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115501131000567533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115501131000567533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115501131000567533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115501131000567533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/08/howdy.html' title='Howdy!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-115130326164232201</id><published>2006-06-26T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T02:30:38.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its me again!!</title><content type='html'>Well well well, Im allowed on here again finally!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ive been mostly running around enjoying the summer, playing in the yard, sunning on the porch and the lawn chair, going for rides, meeting new people and puppies.... ya know that kind of stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Im getting a little more trusted now because now Im allowed to runn around the house wiothout being "baby gated" to one specific area because I havent " torn up" anything lately....&lt;br /&gt;-Now, in my opinion I dont "tear up" anything... I just have fun with it and I end up not knowing when to stop....&lt;br /&gt;However- ( Yes I said however- mom has been telling me that Im going to have to go to grammar school because I have been too mouthy lately.. even though I know thats not really whats he meant when she said grammar school) Anyway- However, I have not marked my territory in a very long time in the house... partly because I think the cat knows his role in this house with me in it - hahaha - But seriously, dont tell him that or he wont secretly play with me at night when all is asleep in the house.... We almost got caught the other night at around 3:30am when mom got up to get a drink of water- or in her case tea because shes nuts and wont drink "plain tasting water". I was running around the kitchen table about mach 90 chasing Toby and he jumped on the counter and surprisingly hid from her right in front of her face!! Ohh is he smooth!! She only found out he was up there because he had been digging in moms plants (which was what fueled the chasing spree in the first place) and she noticed a dirty cat paw on the kitchen counter top! Ahh man, he sooo has to teach me some of his smooth moves!! Im thinking it may be a bit difficult being that I am not in the least bit aerodynamic.... Or at least as much as he is.... I think it's because I have 2 extra "weights" hanging from my back end that weighs me down... Dad says that they will come in handy when My gal Zoey gets to be at least a year and half... Then we can have babies... I dont think Im quite ready for that responsibility yet though because I like to run around without responsibility But... I have infact been practicing though! Thr 'rents got me a new toy a few weeks ago and it makes the cutest noise like a baby and it fits perfect in my mouth... So I take it everywhere with me.. and after I clean my paws, I give it a bath too! and I take it with me when ever I go outside to potty and also to bed with me... I always make sure that I show it what Im doing so it can learn like the puppies will learn.... I call it my baby and so does everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;Mom has been watching the dog whisperer Cesar Milan, on the animal planet) and has sadly figured out a few of my tricks that I have pulled in the past to get my way- so unfortunately, my whining to get my way with the dominant one in the house( pack) DOESNT WORK :(&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Ill figure something out.... but until then... im going to sleep- I just got a bath and mom put some lavender essential oil on me and Im snoring sitting up.... better get on with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shout outs go to Zoey, Gunner, Emmi Lou, Sammi, Ellie and Minou Pitou!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-115130326164232201?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/115130326164232201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=115130326164232201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115130326164232201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/115130326164232201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-me-again.html' title='Its me again!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-114663279205328475</id><published>2006-05-03T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:06:32.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Gunner.....</title><content type='html'>Mom has been on the computer like everyday sometimes up all night on it because of her job... Im not liking her job.. its taking up all my time on the computer.. its making me mad!&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since my last post- like always- thanks mom... ugh... anyway..&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend a few weeks ago.. his name is Gunner and the best part is HE IS AN ENGLISH BULLDOG JUST LIKE ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;His mom and dad are good friends with my parents and so Gunner and I get to hang out and play in the back yard!!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF9054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF9054.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time he came over, we played for hours and then we both got tired and a lil cranky with each other and then something happened where Gunner went to grab my toy like usual, no biggie, and he accidentally &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grabbed my lip instead and I got real mad and we had a lil fight.... twice actually...&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad about it though cause I didnt know he didnt mean to do that until afterwards and I guess I flipped out because a long time ago I was playing with dads other friends black lab and he was a little mean and we were eating treats and he grabbed mine and bit me real hard on the face- INTENTIONALLY and I guess my memory of that just flashed at me and I sort of flipped on Gunner.. I didnt mean to really because I really do like him.. hes my little buddy!!&lt;br /&gt;So Gunner, and Gunner's mommy - whom mom tells me was really upset about it with us being like their little babies and all- I AM REALLY SORRY :( AND PLEASE COME AND VISIT ME AGAIN TO PLAY....I PROMISE I WONT TRY TO REMEMBER THE BAD MEMORY OF THE MEAN LAB INCIDENT!!!! I promise!! we can go for walks - if our 'rents will let us (with the leash of course) and then maybe you can teach me how to say your battle cry noise and I can teach you how to pee with your leg cocked up!! ;) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8999.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See, this me and Gunner being lovey!!!  I hope he can forgive me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-114663279205328475?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114663279205328475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=114663279205328475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/114663279205328475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/114663279205328475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/05/tribute-to-gunner.html' title='A Tribute to Gunner.....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-114428991874941358</id><published>2006-04-05T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:34:39.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Miracle!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!!! Its a Miracle!!! Iam allowed on here!!!!!! Well, soooooooo much has happened sinc last time I was on here!!!! Its now Spring time!!! I have a big yard to play in and its fenced in so now I can do my business anytime I please!!! No mean neighbors....just lost of fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;I now have a biiigg bed thats really comfy and cushiony and my own room again!!&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty much full roam of the house (except upstairs- thats the cats domain)&lt;br /&gt;The other day me and the cat kinda made friends.. I was giving him my toys as peace offerings and he was not really growling at me as much...mom put us in the bathroom together (well we ended up being in there together) I was licking him all over and he was purring...mom and dad caught us being nice to each other and then we had to go back to playing cat and dog again....so he ran back up on the stair steps and I chased him and barked at him and he was like "nanny nanny boo boo you cant get me" Im like "You come down here and Ill show you.... you big pussy cat" and then we run back and forth and play tag....he always wins because hes faster and more aerodynamic - so dad says...but I dont know....&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend mom and dad had a party for  Zoey's dad...it was his birthday... they got really funny acting towards the end of the night drinking that yucky smelling stuff.....actually one of dads friends let me lick the end of his empty bottle... they were laughing at me because of the icky faces I made... then mom had to ruin the fun and take it and throw it in the trash..... Mom always ruins all the fun.........But I got lots of attn from everyone who was here....&lt;br /&gt;Mom has been hogging the computer because she got a new job.....she is a Managing Editor and does all sorts of graphic design and web design and photo journalism stuff....so that means I am fighting fo play time with her.... and  computer time........&lt;br /&gt;Mom says that Emmis mommy is an arbonne consultant now....not sure what that is but its probably something girly --ugh.......&lt;br /&gt;also rollies mom is going to have a lil human sister for her... shes naming it Lily Ann....I think it sounds like it smells pretty... which all babys do...I like to lick em until they giggle.....&lt;br /&gt;Oh I almost forgot I got second runner up in that one little photo contest I had you guys vote for me on!! I got a certificate and everything!&lt;br /&gt;The other photo contest I am a finalist in and I am going to be in a book!!! how cool is that?!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. I gotta run... I smell hamburgers....maybe I can sneek one hhehehehe&lt;br /&gt;MORE PICS COMING SOON :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-114428991874941358?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114428991874941358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=114428991874941358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/114428991874941358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/114428991874941358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-miracle.html' title='Its a Miracle!!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113982262374994632</id><published>2006-02-13T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T04:23:43.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More and More Famous!</title><content type='html'>Im real excited because I just found out that I am going to be published in a &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8151.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8151.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pet photo book!!&lt;br /&gt;My mom sent in some more pictures of me in a pet contest and mom and dad got a letter in the mail that stated that I am a semi finalist to win the "big" prize!!! AND I get to be "featured" in the book, " &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cutest Pets Around The World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"with a biography!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad had to sign a permission letter for letting me be in the book. I guess the book is scheduled to print in Spring of 2006 and will distribute shortly after that... I can wait to see my handsome mug in a real book!!!!.... Mom and dad still have all the copyrights of my photos though but go and buy the book!!! I cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;A big Thank You to &lt;em&gt;The International Pet Owners Club&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cutestpetcontest.com"&gt;www.cutestpetcontest.com&lt;/a&gt; for the chance,&lt;br /&gt;Um lets see, who else am I going to thank....Um....Oh, The Couch for gi&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/blend%20in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/blend%20in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ving me all that needed beauty rest or I should say Hansome rest( see I blend in, the rents didnt even see me, Im sure of it).....&lt;br /&gt;Um ...Oh and the makers of my yummy bulldog food, Royal Canin, that keeps my coat nice and shiny and my teeth nice and pearly, and my muscles nice and bulky and oh..I guess I should mention...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my gas not as rank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (not that I care, but the rents get all huffy about me stinkin up the room when they are with me hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Oh..I guess I shouldnt be thanking anyone yet because I am not sure who got the big prize but...I am in the book!!! I am sooooo excited - Have I mentioned I am excited??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113982262374994632?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113982262374994632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113982262374994632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113982262374994632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113982262374994632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-and-more-famous.html' title='More and More Famous!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113943719609563930</id><published>2006-02-08T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:29:03.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So stressful</title><content type='html'>My goodness what a stressful day it was yesterday.....I have been moping around all day in fear that today is going to be like yesterday......&lt;br /&gt;The complex owners had to have all new plumbing and piping through out the place and early, around 7:00 am there was a knock at the door... It was the maintenance guy Steve. He's nice. And he tastes like doughnuts..... He told mom that the construction crew were here and ready to work on our apt. Little did I know they had to kick me out of my bedroom- in the laundry room- to knock out a wall.... MY WALL!! and took out the hot water tank and moved my room all around....I was so stressed out....&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad took me in thier room to sleep and I was pissed off....There was 6 guys working in our apt. I had to bark at mom everytime I wanted to go out of the room..it was awful....&lt;br /&gt;This really big bellyed guy with red hair and his crack showing for all dogs to lick wasnt very nice to me and I didnt like him...Mom and dad were in shock that I didnt want to run and jump all over him to say hello.... I know evil when I see it.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Cy%20and%20Jer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/Cy%20and%20Jer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of other guys in here too...But they were all nice though....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They talked in a quieter tone and werent as aggressive at tearing up my room.....The big belleyed guy talked and it was like a yell...I stood in front of mom everytime...I didnt trust him one bit.....&lt;br /&gt;He made me &lt;em&gt;bulk up in my &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;big boy stance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I wasnt in very good humor when they left so I tried to sleep all day....&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of lovins from mom and dad...Dad told me what a good boy I was to protect my mom..... ah, it was nothin'! So dad gave me a back rub and I fell asleep sitting up....I was snoring and everything .hahahah Mom was dying laughing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113943719609563930?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113943719609563930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113943719609563930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113943719609563930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113943719609563930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-stressful.html' title='So stressful'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113922531074102995</id><published>2006-02-06T06:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:30:30.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh its about time!</title><content type='html'>Okay Okay...Enough with the snow already...Im so sick of never knowing when its time to go lounge in the pool...oh god I miss the loungechairs and the pool..ohh and the nice Ice chips that mom puts in a bowl for me right near her/ my lounge chair while I sun my pink belly and mom smears that sweet smelling slippery stuff on her legs...... and the water fights I get into with the hose.. that damned thing..... shhhhh dont tell mom but I think Im old enough to cuss now...Mom isnt ready to accept it yet though... duh, I mean what does she expect? I remember when I called her mommy (Dont tell he, but now I only call her that when I want&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7712.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; something) and then it suited them to be more called the rents' - which is better than the mommy and daddy thing and now I think Im allowed to cuss.. I talk back all the time...its so funny! The rents' get so mad at me when I do that... they tell me not to get into the trash and yell "NO" in thier deamon voices and I just turn around and peep back a good cuss word ..... Dad thinks its funny when I get the last word in on mom because he can rarely ever do that with her..... Im one up on him now....&lt;br /&gt;I heard mom telling grammie its like running after a toddler witth a 17 year old's sassy mouth....&lt;br /&gt;Grammie just laughs at me and tells me "boy youre gonna get your tushie warmed up in the corner" But I have yet to see that happen....hehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113922531074102995?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113922531074102995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113922531074102995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113922531074102995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113922531074102995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-its-about-time.html' title='Oh its about time!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113874531198362260</id><published>2006-01-31T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:47:22.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Well I think Im going to jump on the band wagon and be a tagger myself, just like emmi and minou! So here are 10 funny things about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I get a bath I run around the house as fast as I can, wrinkles to the wind-the rents call it the Cyrus 500.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the rents arent paying any attention to me I lay on the ground and make the most pitiful whiny noises I can to make em feel sorry for me and pet me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When mom sprays anything in a spray bottle I make a sour face and snort at her to make her stop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fart in my sleep and wake up to smell it. (heheheh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my own ottoman that swings. if someone puts thier feet on it I just have to show &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my balancing skills- and to let em know its mine, not to get any ideas...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes I sneek in the bathroom trash and pull out ear swabbies and eat them..but sometimes I hide them in my cheeks for later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate rain. when it rains outside I either try to hold it until I cant anymore or I tippie toe outside to go and then hop back in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If someone comes home with a bag or something new and they put someplace it wasnt before, I will bark at it until someone moves it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever mom and dad hug I feel the need to jump up on them to break them apart...wheres the love in it for me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to dance. whenever I hear loud fun music (especially a song by "50 cent peice") I hop around on the balls of my feet and get the rents up to dance ...its so fun they laugh at me butI know they are just jealous because they dont have the moves like me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113874531198362260?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113874531198362260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113874531198362260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113874531198362260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113874531198362260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113826557925588961</id><published>2006-01-26T03:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:36:20.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!!</title><content type='html'>Im back!!! Well so much has happened since I was last on here!! Too much to go into...all I know is that I am excited that I am going to get to be around the kitty, Toby, at grammies more often.....He is fun to chase around and play with......&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe the crappy weather we have here in ohio....I take back all the wishes for winter to come and&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; replace them with summer so I wish for summer instead ...man looking at all the pictures&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that grammie had made me want to jump in the swimming pool and sunbathe on the lawn charis like last year.....I sure as heck cant do that in the unreliable one day its 50 and the next day its 20 degrees outside weather we have been having..... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF8161.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was like summer outside 3 days ago and now there is snow on the ground!!! I need to talk to the weather guy on tv and yell at him to leave the sun in one direction for a change!! All this changing stuff is making me have the sneezes!!! Mom took pictures of me when it was actually nice outside....she even let me play in the mud a little...imagine that?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF8180.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113826557925588961?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113826557925588961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113826557925588961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113826557925588961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113826557925588961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='Im back!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113763554507739070</id><published>2006-01-18T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:31:39.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friggin' Interent</title><content type='html'>Hello all!! I have missed you guys! The friggin internet is still down - so mom says and so Ill have to wait some more...stupid internet....&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time here are some pictures that grammie had of me when I went swimming with my best little human pal Ethan.(He's my dad's best friend's little boy, hes so much fun!!) Also a funny pic of me when I was going through my trapeese artist phase...hehehe I darn near broke the glass on the table hehheheheh Ahhh those were the good old days...warm good old days unlike the cold dog poo we are having now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113763554507739070?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113763554507739070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113763554507739070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113763554507739070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113763554507739070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/friggin-interent.html' title='Friggin&apos; Interent'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113686473241618987</id><published>2006-01-09T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T04:45:45.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor me....Or not?....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF7909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friggin internet makes me so mad.....Every time I go to get on it, it shuts off on me... And Mom wont help me...&lt;br /&gt;well a lot of nothin happened this week..... Kinda mad at the rents because everytime I hear them they are talking about going somewhere....And its always a place where I cant go....&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday they went to grammies without me....And the worst part is, dad's cousin just had a baby and I of course didn't get to see it....Mom says hes sow cute.... Rubbing it in darn her.....&lt;br /&gt;I begged and pleaded for her not to go without me...But what do you think she did... yep that's right went without me..... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF7904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even went and tried to give her sad sad faces through the mirror when she was trying to get ready but nooooo.......Nothing works with her....She's tough as nails.......Now dad...hes a bit easier to break in to give me my way...Except for when hes playing with his darn xmod... I get no attention... I'm so deprived.....Doesn't &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF7770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyone in this world have any sympathy for me??&lt;br /&gt;I did get a good weekly bath scrub down last night though.... Even my ears got cleaned....I love it when they do that.. I fall asleep and snore!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom says that its such a blessing that I like it when they get cleaned because lots of dogs don't like it... In fact dads old dog beau bit everyone who came in contact with his ears because they were infected......&lt;br /&gt;Mom says that she will NEVER have another dog that bites......That must be why they were so &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/tonguering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/tonguering.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hard on me and strict when they trained me when I was little.....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm it does make sense....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh here is some new news.... can you believe Zoeys mommie did this?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE GOT HER TONGUE PEIRCED WITHOUT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MY MOM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THERE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Boy I cant wait to hear all about it from Zoey...I bet she has the whole scoop!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in all reality, mom can't be that mad at her though cause both mom and dad have thier tongues peirced ;) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113686473241618987?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113686473241618987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113686473241618987' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113686473241618987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113686473241618987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/poor-meor-not.html' title='Poor me....Or not?....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113656672584448754</id><published>2006-01-06T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:19:58.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Duh.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/mr%20big%20mouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom... I tell ya ... sometimes........ You see, mom found on doggie news.com that there is proof that when dogs are panting that they are happy!!! Duh mom I could have told her that ... she never listens!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An article published by All Headline News says that panting hard is a sign that dogs are happy.Patricia Simonet, development and program coordinator for Spokane County Regional Animal Protection Service, started researching dog sounds in 2001, while a professor at Sierra Nevada College. Simonet and her students recorded dogs playing at a shelter. They isolated the growling, whining, barking and the panting sound she now calls laughter, reports The Associated Press.I've come to understand this after having played with my two dogs. I'm sure others have too. Though not all panting is strictly laughter, there is still the exhaustive type of panting. but ultimately they are happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;See thats why everytime I play with dad or I play with zoey no matter the temperature I always pant!!!&lt;br /&gt;silly mom, shes so amused with such obvious stuff!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113656672584448754?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113656672584448754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113656672584448754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113656672584448754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113656672584448754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/duh.html' title='Duh.....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113645360405258318</id><published>2006-01-05T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T04:33:24.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF7846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this whole new years crap isn't all that different than anything else or any other day....&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we do pretty much the same sort of thing and I cant understand all the commotion that lead up to it .... I sleep , I play, I run, I jump , I snort, I fart, I snore , I belch, I loveys, I pretty much stay the same right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting these humans...They seem like the weird ones!!!&lt;br /&gt;Although today I really wanted to play with the rents' when my dad got home and I didn't get my wish... I had to wait until dad gets his evil xmod out of its box to chase it around but I can never actually get my teeth on it...That little thing is fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once I clipped it with a tooth though and I realized that it is much too hard for me... Id rather chew on my new blue ball...It at least squeaks.......&lt;br /&gt;I ended up snoozin on the couch with dad... Mom finally gave in after much of dads pleading and begging ... hehehe....... At least he's on my side on this one......&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/DSCF7788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113645360405258318?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113645360405258318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113645360405258318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113645360405258318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113645360405258318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it.....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113616826038760893</id><published>2006-01-01T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:19:27.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF6989.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I should be excited about it being a whole new year so Iguess it gives me a reason to run around and wiggle my butt.....&lt;br /&gt;On new years eve mom and dad had Uncle Justin and Aunt Kelly over to 'celebrate' and they must have been really excited because they were drinking that smelly stuff out of those little glasses that smelled like some type of cleaner that I hate and laughing and carrying on....after a while I just fell asleep in my room... I didnt get to see the ball drop cause I was in my room snoozin away.....&lt;br /&gt;So here are my new years resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Try my hardest not to 'mark' on my mommies special blanket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Try to hold myself back from jumping and licking on new visitors that walk in the door&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Be sneekier when I jump on the couch- &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;so I dont get caught!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113616826038760893?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113616826038760893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113616826038760893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113616826038760893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113616826038760893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113573265885841566</id><published>2005-12-27T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:19:04.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, you don't have to tell me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/uspet.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I suppose I'm in trouble again....I was just leisurely strolling through mom and dads room while mom was cleaning up and doing some laundry and I smelled it again and that was it....Over...Done....I had to do it.....&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard to just walk past it but I just couldn't resist myself....I swear I don't even know why I torture myself and go in mom and dads room.......I'm sure you already know what I'm talking about but Ill just go ahead and rub it in for myself.........Yes...I peed on the corner of mom and dads blanket and some clothes......&lt;br /&gt;Well..... What do you expect? I smelled my dad on some of my moms stuff... The stuff that I'm not allowed to be on or around so I did it again.. I marked it... (but come to find out it really was my error because it was only a sock of moms on a pair of dads pants laying next to the bed where the blanket was hanging over....So it really was my fault) And here comes the really bad part....I peed on a heated blanket controller and ruined it..... So now mom and dad have to get a new one... And dad is mad I mean real mad because the blanket was like 50 bucks and did all kinds of neat stuff - not that I got to enjoy it cause mom wont let me on the bed (I know I know its my fault because I pee on mom's special blanket to claim her and it as mine from dad)&lt;br /&gt;So yes I already know ...No one has to say I told ya so.. I already feel bad enough....Thank god Dad didn't pee on my blankets cause' I heard him say.... "Miranda I oughta go pee on his blankets to see how he feels" mom just laughed but I hope he wasn't serious.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. (this is Miranda - 'mom')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;IF YOU ARE LOOKING TO BUY AN ENGLISH BULLDOG AND YOU HAPPEN TO SEE AN ADD IN ONE OF THE GOOGLE ADDS AT THE TOP OF THIS PAGE ....IF YOU WANT MY OPINION, I WOULD NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT GETTING A PUP FROM ONE OF THE ADDS THAT WERE LISTED ....IT WAS (not sure if it is still on there or not ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.englishbulldogqualitypuppies.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.englishbulldogqualitypuppies.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; AND I WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR THAT THEY ARE NOT A DIRECT REFLECTION OF OUR BULLDOG NOR HOW WE , AS BULLDOG PARENTS, WOULD EVER HANDLE OUR BULLDOGS&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;unfortunately we do not choose the adds that go on this site.....If you are looking to buy a healthy bully from loving caring breeders please look into the link "A Breeder" or "My Realatives*" or contact us and I will gladly give you a few references!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113573265885841566?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113573265885841566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113573265885841566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113573265885841566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113573265885841566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-know-you-dont-have-to-tell-me.html' title='I know, you don&apos;t have to tell me...'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113564446550374965</id><published>2005-12-26T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:16:05.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/new%20cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a great christmas!! I got to see my lovey on christmas eve and she got me greenies and I got her a stocking full of pink toys.. since thats her favorite color....I was so upset cause' her foot was bleeding real bad.... I think she stepped on a sharp stick .....So mom and dad fixed her all up and gave her a foor soak and a peticure.......we played after she was all fixed up and I showed her my secret cave where I store all my toys.... shhhh dont tell mom but its behind the papasan chair hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;On christmas mom and dad went to grammie #1 and 2's house and Paw Paw Dan's house...Mommies favorite cousin Jessi and dad have a tradition that every year they wrap each others presents up so tight that they have to work to get into them.. well this year Jessi topped it all!! She put dads present in a wooden box and NAILED AND SCREWED IT TOGETHER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it took him a good half hour to get it open!!! Mom said it was soo funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting a&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/new%20sweater2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/new%20sweater2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new sweater (cause I hate going outside when its cold to do #2 hehe) 4 &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/new%20sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/new%20sweater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chew toys and a pull rope....oh yeah and a christmas ornament with a bulldog, my name and the year on it... mom put it on our money tree cause we didnt put up a tree this year...&lt;br /&gt;but I got to open up each present..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/new%20toys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; it was fun!!! Pretty much the only time Im allowed to run around with paper in my mouth.... So much fun...I wish it was christmas every day!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a good christmas too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113564446550374965?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113564446550374965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113564446550374965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113564446550374965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113564446550374965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-christmas.html' title='My Christmas'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113503716761413996</id><published>2005-12-19T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:15:34.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and Bad news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/pbttt%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/pbttt%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess there is some good news and some bad news....... Mom and dad ended up not getting seriously hurt snowboarding, and they had a blast but came home with a huge bump/ concussion on dads head and bruises in places he never thought of having... And mom came home with a bruised tail bone/ pinched nerve in her back and huge black bruise from I guess over extension or some weird thing she said behind the knee...... Needless to say they are sore, in pain and GRUMPY!!! But I guess they did a pretty good job though!! I thought that mom would have sucked and so did she but she did pretty good, so dad said... And after all the darn whining and yiping their doing, they tell me that they "definitely want to do it again" ? What in the world are they thinking....God....I'll remember this when they tell me "no its too cold outside to play in it for long" and "Cyrus you'll catch pneumonia out there in the snow" and "Time to go in the house Cyrus. Bulldogs cant take extreme cold or heat remember buddy?"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll remember that and then Ill have a reason to be grumpy! And they better not forget to treat me when I come in from it either!.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113503716761413996?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113503716761413996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113503716761413996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113503716761413996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113503716761413996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good news and Bad news'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113494279260413258</id><published>2005-12-18T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:30:01.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love new people!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7381.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEE HAAAWW!!! I just got back from the nice new peoples house... We played and I got to lick every single one of them (and there was like 8 of them!!!)... Oh I had so much fun!!! They were so nice... I hope I get to go and see them again!!! I was so excited and I kept hearing and smelling other dogs that I couldn't see ... Unfortunately I had a little accident on their couch ....I didn't mean to I swear....Mom says I need to watch myself and try harder to hold back from marking my territory.... But I didn't really mean it and I didn't really get into trouble so I think they knew I didn't mean to do it...... Oh, man I did really have fun though.... And I am absolutely pooped!!! As soon as I got home I laid down and fell asleep and snored.. Mom and dad laughed at me and took pictures of me....&lt;br /&gt;I also want to say a big thank you to: &lt;strong&gt;The Tigner Family&lt;/strong&gt; for letting me run around a wiggle my butt. &lt;strong&gt;I had soooo much fun!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113494279260413258?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113494279260413258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113494279260413258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113494279260413258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113494279260413258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-new-people.html' title='I love new people!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113487859213205268</id><published>2005-12-17T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:13:09.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All festive and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7158.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I hear its almost Christmas and mom and dad refused to put up a tree this year I guess I'm the only thing that gets to be decorated this year....Great......You can see how excited I am about this by my lovely expression .... I guess I cant judge my attitude about this situation from the picture though because I guess that is what I always look like so....&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I get to go see some people that love bulldogs...Dad says that they want to get to know me because they someday want to have one of my puppies...I guess that one will have to be explained to me......Good for me though because I love to meet new people and play....&lt;br /&gt;Then (here comes the bad news) MOM AND DAD ARE GOING SNOWBOARDING...... WITHOUT ME.... I'm P.O.ed!!!&lt;br /&gt;dear god, Please don't let the rents' break a leg or neck or arm...Or worse a finger, toe or foot...&lt;br /&gt;I hear it would be pretty hard to drive a stick shift with a broken foot and right arm.....Or left as far as that goes... So if you are reading this... Please, please, Please pray for my parents to not break themselves snowboarding.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113487859213205268?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113487859213205268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113487859213205268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113487859213205268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113487859213205268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-festive-and-stuff.html' title='All festive and stuff'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113448967316487779</id><published>2005-12-13T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T11:01:13.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood</title><content type='html'>I am so mad at mom and dad I would spit..(If I could I mean).....Mom tried everything to tell me that she's sorry and dad was giving me lots of lovins' last night but I am so mad...... I just found out that aunt Kelly and uncle Justin are taking mom and dad skiing on Sunday....I am so pissed I want to go but NOOO I am "not allowed" they are going to mad river mountain....Mom and dad have never went skiing before and I bet they come back with a few broken bones...Then Ill have to take care of them and that will cut into my sleeping and farting time....See this is no good for anyone so they should just stay home....So mom if you are reading this....&lt;strong&gt;I am really mad at you and don't talk to me....And stay home or let me go with you.....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/dont%20talk%20to%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she even tried taking pictures of me today and I would not even look at her... When I did, I gave her a mean look and I hope she read my expression right....It was &lt;strong&gt;DON'T TALK &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/dont%20talk%20to%20me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/dont%20talk%20to%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TO ME&lt;/strong&gt; and that's what I meant darn it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note on my birthday the rents' did deliver ...Zoey Poey did come over to play...Man she's getting so big! She's even a little velumptuious with a little fat on that back!!! She definitely puts the &lt;strong&gt;bootie&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;Bootieful!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/lovely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/yes%20dear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/happy%20belle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/happy%20belle.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/happy%20belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113448967316487779?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113448967316487779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113448967316487779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113448967316487779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113448967316487779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/bad-mood.html' title='Bad mood'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113434125557968985</id><published>2005-12-11T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:12:37.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF7016.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"So its my birthday, So its my birthday....&lt;br /&gt;Ima gonna do the jig...&lt;br /&gt;So its my birthday, So its my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to the Pig" hehehe Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially 1 year old today!!! I have been dancing around the house all day... mom told me all night last night that today was going to be my birthday...mom said that I was probably a fat little bully pig even when I came out of my real mommy's belly!! I cant wait until dad gets home to see what kinds of gifts I get!! Mom already let me get up on the bed and lay there for a few seconds and I heard talk of making some doggie treats especially for me and if i heard them correctly, I think that my gal Zoey Poey is going to come and visit me!!! Ill share some treats with her for sure!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113434125557968985?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113434125557968985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113434125557968985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113434125557968985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113434125557968985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113413993761491291</id><published>2005-12-09T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:10:56.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF6933.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh my I love the snow....Love, Love, Love, Love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night Mom and Dad took me outside to play in it and our next door neighbor even joined in on the fun!!! We had snowball fights where I got to chase every ball that was thrown!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I had so my fun!!! Mom and dad were laughing at me for like an hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;this morning I was sooo tired from playing that I didn't even give mom or dad a wake up call to go out!! Mom had to wake me up from my snuggly blankets to take me outside!!And to my surprise....The SNOW was STILL there on the ground and even thicker!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF6955.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was pretty tired this morning too and mom snapped a few more photos of me licking the snow flakes off my face...&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing about how slick it is outside and how mad everyone is about all the snow on the ground and al I have to say is: LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to strike up a bull song!!&lt;br /&gt;" Oh the ice outside is frightful,&lt;br /&gt;But the Fun and snows Delightful..&lt;br /&gt;And as long as outside I go....&lt;br /&gt;LET IT SNOW..LET IT SNOW .. LET IT SNOW!!! "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113413993761491291?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113413993761491291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113413993761491291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113413993761491291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113413993761491291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow.....'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113375322706909924</id><published>2005-12-04T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:45:23.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me as a puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/little-piggy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/little-piggy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/cyrus%20pics%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/cyrus%20pics%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Emmi's mom have been online talking for like ever and everytime I turn around I cant seem to get online because shes always on there... But... Mom and Kaylee were talking about how cute we were as puppies and mom showed me some pictures and I had to put them on here!!&lt;br /&gt;(Also.. I have great news!! mom told me that me, mom and dad are going to go over to emmi's house sometime real &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/cyrus%20pics%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/cyrus%20pics%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soon and we get to play together!!!! I am so excited!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;--- Then and Now---&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/bigbox.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/bigbox.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;---5 months &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 months---&gt;                                                                                                                               &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113375322706909924?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113375322706909924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113375322706909924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113375322706909924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113375322706909924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-as-puppy.html' title='Me as a puppy'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113352042651301820</id><published>2005-12-02T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:25:44.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo Much Fun!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/sleepy%20piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a fun evening!! Dad had the day off and then Grammie came over and we made pizza and cookies and grammie and dad danced around the kitchen(while drinking thier funny smelling "grown up drinks") while mommy laughed and shot video footage of them and I of course watched and danced around with them!! Oh man we had a good time!!! I was the center of attention the whole time and I loved it!! I told dad that we need to do this everynight!!&lt;br /&gt;After all the celebrating, I am soo pooped so I am going to take another nap! (oh yeah by the way, I havent "went" on mom's blanket for a long long time and so mom and dad rewarded me with big fluffy blankets to sleep on in my room..I love them now and mom took some pictures of me snoozing away on the new fluffies!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113352042651301820?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113352042651301820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113352042651301820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113352042651301820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113352042651301820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/sooo-much-fun.html' title='Sooo Much Fun!!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113342589942149700</id><published>2005-12-01T03:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:58:16.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/big%20chin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well Some big news.... Mom and Dad's friend and Rollies Mom, is having a baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;And, Emmi is allowed to have a puppy of her own like Rollie... I am actually a little peeved cause' I never heard any mention of me being able or allowed to have a baby to look after or a puppy of my own... I am going to have a serious talk with the rents' about this.....Something just doesnt seem fair to me!!&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, dad came home yesterday and took me to see grammie and to my surprise, Mom was there... which that kinda peeved me too cause that means that she went to grammies without me... I always love going there cause I get to chase the 6 toed bandit ( toby the cat) around the house... its so much fun!! and when I got there mom and grammie were jammin music loud upstairs while they painted and sorted through pictures and old interesting stuff that I would love to go up there and chew on if I could stand the smell of paint and cleaner...&lt;br /&gt;Mom always tells me that I am such a boy..now she has grammie saying it too and grammie tells me I am just like my dad cause I dont like the smell of anything that "smells clean" just cause I dont like any type of wipes or cleaner....I guess if that makes me a boy and more like my dad Im willing to take the title...&lt;br /&gt;I mean so what I like to fart and snort and snore and fart some more whats wrong with that? Thats what bulldogs do right? Arent we supposed to be the clowns of the dog world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113342589942149700?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113342589942149700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113342589942149700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113342589942149700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113342589942149700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/12/big-news.html' title='Big news'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113321648265814037</id><published>2005-11-28T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:26:13.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at this!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/m&amp;j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/m%26j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow will you look at my mom and dad!! I guess this pic was taken before my time...Mom has short hair there!! They look so serious!! ...Ms Marti Weis took it...they were her "models" ... after she got the pics back, she blew this one up and another one and used them as her display in her window...after she was done, she gave the pics to mom and dad....so now they keep those pics in thier room..they are huge!!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when I get to nap in thier room (not as often as Id like) I wake up and stare at them and mom and dad laugh at me.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/50.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/50.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113321648265814037?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113321648265814037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113321648265814037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113321648265814037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113321648265814037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/look-at-this.html' title='Look at this!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113295803862249711</id><published>2005-11-25T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T06:00:57.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cold old day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/nah%20nah%20boo%20boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/nah%20nah%20boo%20boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside today and about froze my tush off... I think today is a great day to just lounge around all day...Kinda bummed though cause all the snow is gone...I swear when is it going to be time for me to go out and roll around in the snow and pull mom and dad on a sled and romp? I keep asking dad to take me out in it and play but he keeps telling me "no buddy the snows all gone for today" and Im getting a little pissed....ah bah humbug...im ging back to bed...but on a lighter note mom sent my pictures in to the dog horoscope website to represent all the Sagittarius' out there!!! dun da duh!! super bully Saggitaruis to the rescue!!! And you can see my mug on the Mystical Board under 'post a pic' on &lt;a href="http://www.doghoroscopes.com"&gt;www.doghoroscopes.com&lt;/a&gt; or in my links!!! ( I think Im like the second one on the page of dogs!!- that is if they havent updated new doggies on there yet)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113295803862249711?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113295803862249711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113295803862249711' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113295803862249711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113295803862249711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/cold-old-day.html' title='cold old day'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113288701760042986</id><published>2005-11-25T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T21:55:58.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Huh?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/mr%20Studly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/mr%20Studly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow what a turkey day!! well kind of a sleepy day for mom and dad... they went to grammie#2's house and ate some turkey which mom says has tryptophan in it and it makes you sleepy...I could tell cause they were so lazy I was even making fun of them...&lt;br /&gt;I have seen on Rollie and emmi's site the horoscopes for dogs and I went there and it was so cool that I decided to have mom put a link on my site for it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my horoscope thingy says thats I am a Sagittarius and ithis is what it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..(November 23 - December 21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sign of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Archer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruling Planet - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most Desirable Qualities&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nature Loving, active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Talent - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Physical Characteristics - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well-balanced body, ankles and feet will be fine and delicate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha thats really not me...Im a big footed clubber (at least thats what mom says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sagittarius is the Sign of the Archer and this signifies that you definitely have a purpose or aim in life. You are also a natural born hunter and will stalk anything that moves including ants, butterflies, and old newspapers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(well thats definetly true cause' if something is moved around in the house I will yell at it until it gets moved back!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;are sensitive and sympathetic to the moods of those around you. You adore good living, happy and congenial companions. With a huge sigh of contentment you will claim the most comfortable chair in the house and sink wearily into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh boy is this true... I hate to get into trouble and I hate it when mom or dad is upset.. and I LOVE THE COUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking for love in all the wrong places? Well sometimes you are considered just too frank and candid. Wait till someone sniffs first next time, then you can be very responsive to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well that would explain why Some dogs dont like me..I am always trying to say hi but I just thought its cause they had a complex with me sniffing thier butt!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought this was prett cool too...My mom is an Aries and this iisat it says for our relationship&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;A good combination. These two are both mentally and emotionally compatible. Each will find the other an exciting and good-humored companion. Many years of affection will be enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And Dad is a Scorpio and this is what it says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;An extremely active relationship. A little bit of Sagittarius is a welcome change, but not even Scorpio can keep up with the energy of a Sagittarius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cool huh?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113288701760042986?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113288701760042986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113288701760042986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113288701760042986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113288701760042986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/cool-huh.html' title='Cool Huh?!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113278521298798400</id><published>2005-11-23T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T17:35:07.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/snowbug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/snowbug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow real snow to play in...oh my goodness...There were kids out next door playing in the snow sledding down thier hill.. oh I wanted to go play with them so bad!!! mom made me go in too early ..she said that Bulldogs can't tolerate being too hot or too cold so she made me go in for a while but when dad came home, he saw me and we went outside...oh my Im going to have so much fun this winter...I think that I am going to rally my friends together and we'll have a play date..without our 'rents' ...so Rollie, Emmi, Cyrus Von Thunderstorm, Gracie Allen, and most of all my gal Zoey...when you read this...email me or post and we'll set it up....but keep it on the downlow...shhhh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113278521298798400?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113278521298798400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113278521298798400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113278521298798400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113278521298798400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/real-snow.html' title='Real Snow!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113269152148986119</id><published>2005-11-22T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:07:40.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/8.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its snowing outside again... But not the fun snow its the cold freeze your tail pocket off snow...Its not very fun playing in it cause it doesn't stick to the ground...Me and mom have been sittin in the house &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/27.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watching TV and Mom found some more pics of me and her and my dad... Marti Weis took the pictures of us when I was about 6 months old..Im a lot bigger now as you can tell in more recent pictures that I have of me on here...&lt;br /&gt;You can also go to Marti Weis' website link on here and find me in the "Unique" section of the portfolio and mom and dad in the "Family" section too!! Shes a real good photographer and mom and dad are real close with her. I like her too she laughs at me and says Im silly...Imagine that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113269152148986119?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113269152148986119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113269152148986119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113269152148986119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113269152148986119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-pics.html' title='More Pics'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113263287798521963</id><published>2005-11-22T02:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T23:18:55.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day is on its way!!!!</title><content type='html'>Turkey day is comming up!! Mom and dad already ate one turkey day celebration with aunt Kelly and uncle Justin at thier new house... Mom says that dogs are alergic to turkey skin...It gives us problems with our pancreas...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/big%20chest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/big%20chest.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dont even know what a Pncreas is but it sounds painful!!!! Im not going to enjoy thanksgiving anyway cause I am not allowed to have any people food... But sometimes I cheat or one of the 'rents' do (thats my new saying...Im going to see how long mom can stand me saying that word..she was having a hard time with even the mom instead of mommy thing) Hey what can I say... Im like a teenager now... Well I think I am..Mom says that Bulldogs dont really become an "adult"until they are 2 years old..uggghh Im only 11 monmths, &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/say%20what.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/say%20what.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I have a long way to go...I havent been doing much of anything here lately just laying around and playing and the occasional jumping on mom and giving her bruises...Dad thinks shes low on Iron but she just says Im a tubba... I weigh 72 pounds!! Im not fat or anything..Im just big boned!!! Actually, the vet says that Im doing great and he was surprised that I got so big!!! He says that I am just a big bulldog...He didnt have to tell me that!!( I guess that we bullys max weight is usually around 60 pounds- Well I have surpassed that.. thats for sure!!!) What can I say.. I like to eat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113263287798521963?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113263287798521963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113263287798521963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113263287798521963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113263287798521963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/turkey-day-is-on-its-way.html' title='Turkey Day is on its way!!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113180223637532575</id><published>2005-11-11T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:11:51.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a fun surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday- well I'm 11 months old today!!! And.... Today I heard a knock at the door and to my &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/C&amp;Z%20kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/200/C%26Z%20kiss.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;surprise it was my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRINCESS ZOEY THE BEAUTIFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Oh was I excited to see her!!! She has gotten real big and we played and romped and kissed and nuzzled and romped and we wrestled and played&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/C&amp;Z%20showaround.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/C%26Z%20showaround.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some more and we ran around and we jumped on each other and sniffed each other and we god slobber all over each other (I guess bulldogs are sloppy kissers hehe) and I showed her around to my newly arranged room and I gave her my toys to play with and we laid down together and we wrestled some more and &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/CZ%20play.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;she is getting pretty strong she even got me down for the 1.2.3. count!!! I was amazed!!! Ohhhh I was&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Czdownforcount.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Czdownforcount.0.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sooo excited!!! She's the best I missed her sooo much!!! Last time I saw her she was too little for me to play with but now she can even get me down!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh we had a blast!!! Mom was trying to take pictures of us but we were romping and playing so fast that she could barely get a clear shot!!&lt;br /&gt;Later that night I got to play with mom and dads friends doggies! Their names are freya and Roddick...They are Black Labs . I got a long real well with freya but roddick and I kinda got into a fight cause we were all eating our treats that their mommy gave us and roddick came over and took mine out of my mouth and tried to bite me...So we kinda got into it and he bit me in my face but I think I scared him cause I was growling real mean at him.... But we ended making up and playing later!! Their daddy says that Roddick has a bit of a jealousy streak in him when other dogs are around eating food......Freya just looked at me the whole time like oh don't worry about him cause he's just acting like a jerk again...It didn't bother me any cause after he was finished being mean and pouting a little after he got into trouble we were all playing like normal again!! It was fun!!! Oh man what a fun and exciting day!!! After all that playing I'm pretty tired and I also got a baffie and now I'm all squeaky clean and comfy enough to go off to dreamland...I bet Zoey will be there!!! So I'm off!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113180223637532575?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113180223637532575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113180223637532575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113180223637532575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113180223637532575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-fun-surprise.html' title='What a fun surprise!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113114642671431620</id><published>2005-11-04T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T18:20:26.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF5733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF5733.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got cable and now mom and dad are glued to the tv watching everything in high definition!! Its either the computer or the internet! Always one or the other!!! We havent done much here lately cause mom has been sick with a cold and dad has been working late a lot...Mom watched a show last night when dad was in bed and she started crying!!! My mom never crys!! she must be sick!!!! It was some girly show that dad always makes fun of her for watching......She tells us "oh you two are such boys" and I can definetly agree with dad when he says "shes such a girl"!! I cant remeber the last time I cried!!&lt;br /&gt;I got introuble for peeing to bed last night...I peed on my blankets in my room and mom found em and yelled at me....and threw them in the washer and now I dont have anything to lay on but the floor...man does that suck!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom says she starts her new job next week...shes excited cause her last boss was crazy!!! She feels sorry for Emmilou's mom because she still has to work for her.....I feel sorry for her too!! I guess Emmi got into a fight with her uncle baxter and they got into trouble....I wonder if Baxter said he was sorry......I know that my chi-wa-wa neighbor never said he was sorry for biting me in the face.... He ran at my mom and dad the other day.... I dont understand why he is so grumpy all the time!!! Maybe he is related to mom's old boss!! hehehehe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113114642671431620?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113114642671431620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113114642671431620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113114642671431620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113114642671431620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmm'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113087643796620183</id><published>2005-11-01T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:56:03.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>website almost up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF5615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF5615.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very own personal website is almost up now!! it will be on one of my links but it is &lt;a href="http://www.bullcyrus.com"&gt;www.bullcyrus.com&lt;/a&gt; Mom and dad were working on it for a long time last night. Mom says its for me to be a stud......I just tell her im already a stud!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom just got a new job she was really tired of her old one...she says that there was too much drama for her to deal with anyway so shes happy now...&lt;br /&gt;Grammie had to go into the hospital again for a nother kidney stone.. but shes back home now...mom says that kidney stones are really painful. I hope that I never get one of those!!!&lt;br /&gt;mom says that she will probably have them as well as daddy too cause both thier parents have had them.... Dad always tells mom to drink more water but she HATES water so she will probably be the first to have one!!!&lt;br /&gt;last night mom was taking so many pictures of me and I was actually having fun while she was taking them ...I was strikin' a pose left and right!!!&lt;br /&gt;and mom gave me some trukey lunch meat for a treat....I was so happy cause Im not really allowed to have any human food...... (well when they are looking anyways) Mom said that when I was a baby I ate a marbel and it came out plain as day!!! and then I chewed up a whole tube of a bingo ink dabber...it was a pretty turqoise color and mom said that it took her an hour to clean it off my white little baby paws and mouth!!! I had it everywhere!!! it was fun!!! Mom wasnt having much fun though cause she was freaking out calling the poisin control center and vets from all around to see what they could do for me...I wasnt sick at all...I was having a good time!!&lt;br /&gt;She finally found out it was non toxic.....but I was pooping truqoise for a week!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now that made mom and dad laugh but I didnt think it was too funny though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113087643796620183?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113087643796620183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113087643796620183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113087643796620183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113087643796620183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/11/website-almost-up.html' title='website almost up!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113081671161334344</id><published>2005-11-01T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:51:27.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Zorro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Zorro.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Zorro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Zorro3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Zorro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Zorro2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun on halloween (well mom and dad called halloween the block party) Mom and dad were Pirates and my costume wouldnt fit me so mom and Kelly went and got me a different costume and I was 'Zorro'. I was really weird!! I had a fancy cape and the hat...it came with a mask that went over my eyes but I thought it was too annoying and tasty for me to have on my face so I tried to eat it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Later that night Kelly and Justin and Kaycie and Alex all came over to get ready for the block party....they were all dancing around and drinking stuff that smelled like mom's cough syrup and drinking out of wee little cups...big enough to gulp down...They had a great time....every one was taking pictures and we all had our costumes on and we were all just acting funny and having a blast!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was Halloween every day!!! well minus the going to the block party...I of course couldnt go...mom said that we all wouldnt fit in a cab but I didnt think I would take up that much room, but I guess there was no point in arguing with her when everyone was on her side...But I was pretty tired after all the excitement though!!!&lt;br /&gt;here I am in my costume...Mom and dad got a whole lot more pictures but of course most of them were really silly and crazy and mom says that most of them come with a story too long to post on the net....&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU HALLOWEEN WAS AS GOOD AS MINE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113081671161334344?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113081671161334344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113081671161334344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113081671161334344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113081671161334344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113036524880059983</id><published>2005-10-26T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:55:10.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oohh fall!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/lnc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 291px" height="273" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/lnc3.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored today that I tore up my new toy.... eh... what the heck its only a toy right?&lt;br /&gt;I think mom was a little mad that I got the stuffing all over the place though....&lt;br /&gt;Mom told me that I better brace myself cause when dad gets home we are watching another episode of nip/tuck.......uuuugggghhhh......&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast playing in the leaves today..the colors are so pretty!!! I had a lot of fun today!!!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my dad took me into his work to see everyone...I got to wear my bandanna its camo green..I love it.... &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF5043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh only 1 and half days until Alex and Kaycie are comming home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF5033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am excited!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Daddys car took a crap on him and so now mom and dad take mom's car everywhere...and I have to ride in the back I hate it in the back...yuck I get car sick!!! I cant wait til dad get a new one...&lt;br /&gt;well mom's in a mood again Id better go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113036524880059983?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113036524880059983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113036524880059983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113036524880059983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113036524880059983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/oohh-fall.html' title='oohh fall!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-113026711176845897</id><published>2005-10-25T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:56:50.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in October?</title><content type='html'>Man was it cold today!!! I wouldn't even step a paw on the grass cause it was way too cold outside AND....It was SNOWING!!!! I couldn't understand what the heck was going on!!! My butt got cold, my toes got cold, my ears got cold....Gosh everything was cold!!!! Mom took me in and got one of her old tshirts and stuck it on me.... dad said it was okay cause it was green like my collar and it looked like a boy's shirt.... So I got to wear it outside....it didn't bother me none cause I was so cold!!! Did I mention I was cold?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom decided that I was old enough to call her mom instead of mommy.... So I definitely agree...Unless I want something that is.....You know, like a cookie or a piece of turkey, or oh my favorite..Ice cream!!! yum!!! Heck I'll call her anything to get me some ice cream!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said that uncle Alex and aunt Kaycie are coming home friday to go to the block party on saturday with mom and dad.... I guess Zoey is going to be a little devil... I can't wait to see her in her costume!!! I bet she looks so perty!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda mad at mom cause well for one, she hasn't got my pirate costume out yet, for two she keeps spraying this girly stuff around the house and for 3 she gave me a bath last night with this lavender oil stuff that she thought would knock me out and calm me to go to sleep....I didn't like it very much so of course I protested....&lt;br /&gt;Mom went outside and took some real cool pictures...She says its the best time to take pictures...I know what that means...That means I will never get to sleep!!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF50221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad moved the house around again...I hate it when they do that!! I just get comfortable and they move things around...uggghhh!!! Mom says that it was time for a fall cleaning and an adjustment of "chi" in the house ....Mom is in to Feng Shui whatever that means...I would just like to get my jaws on her book though...Its real soft and the pages smell real scrumptious!!! yum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Picture%203011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So of course they cleaned the whole place while I sat around and watched....I tried to help load the dish washer though....turns out im too heavy to stand on the door....who woulda thunk it?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess its Nip/Tuck season again....thats what I call it when mom and dad go into a zombie state watching their favorite show nip/tuck..... They go crazy over it and are always trying to figure out who "there carver"is Mom and dad have their suspicions that its the other Doctor that is now in with the practice..... Mom hates Julia...she says she is so dramatic acting about everything and makes a real good impression of her....Dad thinks that Matt, the son is a little punk now....And they both think equally that Kimber is hot.....I guess its not weird since mommy isn't ashamed to say it.......&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad were thinking about going as Detective Kit McGraw and Christian Troy for Halloween but they had already bought their costumes and I sure as heck aren't gonna go as frisky the gerbil since thats about the only little part in the nip tuck series....I guess I could go as the scar faced gorilla Kiki that was featured in one of the episodes but eh...I like being a pirate better........Well I'm not in a very good mood today so I'm gonna go take a nap....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-113026711176845897?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/113026711176845897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=113026711176845897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113026711176845897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/113026711176845897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/snow-in-october.html' title='Snow in October?'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112975764607488013</id><published>2005-10-19T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:37:11.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look at my new friend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/chpmunk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/chpmunk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new friend!! I haven't caught his name yet becasue everytime I see him when I go out, he runs up into the drain pipe...Thats where he lives hes pretty funny...and fast too!!&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I should call him chip cause hes a chipmunk....mom says that hes is the skinniest chipmunk she has ever saw...usually they have fat little bellies and cheeks full of goodies like me!!! I had to get rid of my pet piggie for a while while mommy figures out why it will mess up the blog on internet explorer but not on mozilla....mommy says the coding is complicated so I didnt ask.......&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday mommy and daddy went to mommy's mommys house(grammie#2) and they brought me back something to wear on my neck...its a corrective collar that I am supposed to use at night when I start barking like a crazy boy as dad says....I guess I have been getting on thier nerves with my yelling all night but its only cause I am mad at them for not playing with me at my prowling hour which is usually around 11:30 or 12:00am depending on how much and when I ate that day... anyway if I bark real loud it will beep at me to tell me to stop and if I just ignore the beep it will give me an annoying little shock....it doesnt hurt though. Grammie2 trains her weimeriner puppies not to bark at night with it and she says that it works very well!!! Sammie, aunt Bayleigh's new puppy is a whole lot younger than me and he has already been trained with the same collar I am using!! So I guess it works...but I've found out that if I bark real soft or just wine a little bit, the collar doesn't hear me and I can still make noises!!! I love to find the loopholes!!! So if I act real good and dont bark for a couple weeks when I have it on then that means Im trained!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got to sleep in real late today....I am real comfortable in my new bed so I love to sleep all the time now!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/c"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/c%27mon%20man.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also was able to jump up on the couch and take a short snooze today so that was very nice!!! Mommy just let me sleep for a while and after about a half hour mom sat down next to me and said "are you done yet" I was like "what" then she snapped the camera at me and said "Cyrus you sound like you are sawing logs over there" I though it was funny and so did she so we laughed together and then went outside which is what I need to go do right now so ....c-ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112975764607488013?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112975764607488013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112975764607488013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112975764607488013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112975764607488013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/look-at-my-new-friend.html' title='look at my new friend!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112966167328796921</id><published>2005-10-18T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T14:04:46.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Territory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF4627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF4627.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I now have my own pet piggie like mommy!! Hes fun you can feed him apples and spray him with water and he will oink and roll in the mud till you spray him off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, mommy came home yesterday after work and she was in real bad mood and so she took a nap and she must have woken up on the right sight of the bed cause she was nicer then. She jumped right on the computer and played her game.... In case you don't know, my mommy is addicted...yes I said addicted.....shes addicted to a computer game. Its called Age Of Empires III.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got the full version for her and now I never see her!! She comes home from work and then shes a zombie on the computer playing her game....Daddy's friend Zach told him not to get it for her if he wanted to see her cause he said he was addicted to it too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks a lot dad.....Thanks for nuthin'&lt;br /&gt;While she was playing her game (and not paying any attention to me by the way) I decided to take a stroll around our apartment and realized that mommy and daddy's bedroom door was half open. So I decided to check it out. What I found wasnt pretty.... I walked around to mommy's side of the bed and realized that I smelled daddy on MINE AND MOMMY'S BLANKET!!! So I did the only right thing a little stud like me should do.... I jumped up on the bed and MARKED MY TERRITORY!!! Thats right! I peed all over our blanket so that daddy would realize that I dont want him using what's mine! (well and mommy's) It was Mommy's blanket first anyway. She wont even let daddy sleep with it most of the time because she's stingy with her covers.....(well I dont blame her I mean come on its only a queen sized comforter- down filled , soft ,nice and comfy too but any ways..yeah its too small for everyone to use it!!!) (Eventhough I am not allowed to sleep with it, I dont want my dady sleeping with it either) And I smelled my daddy on that blanket...that means that he was using it and that means he is breaking the rules!!!.....So I did what I had to do....&lt;br /&gt;The only thing was..I realized that it was mommies blanket too and she's very protective over it and she'd be mad when she saw it cause it is so big and bulky to wash.....So I tippy toed out in the living room and when she glanced over at me I instantly thought she knew...like a mothers intuition or something and so I hunched down and layed flat on the floor knowing that I was in the wrong and I knew I would be in big trouble....So she instantly said "what did you do?" and I was so upset...well so was she.. so I went and layed at her feet while she pre-treated (or as she calls it "pee-treated) the blankie and stuffed it into the washer....I was so sorry.....I'll probably do it again though cause I dont think that it went across to daddy the way I wanted it to cause' he just kept saying "bad dog" and he should know by now that I am not just any dog.....&lt;br /&gt;well the worst I got from it was a half hour in time out and some mean looks but hey Ill take that over taking away my own bed anyday....that really sucked last time!!! I'm not made to sleep on the hard linoleum floor with out some cushion......&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Mommy told me not to swallow any guts from my froggie and lambie cause Rollie's puppy swallowed a whole bunch of it and had to be put in the hospital!!! hes still real sick Im worried for him...Rollie said that he was puking all night... I hate to puke I know he must be feeling pretty bad...I told Rollie to be strong though cause mommy said that animals are psychic and real sensitive and they know when you are worried and stuff...I think she's right ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112966167328796921?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112966167328796921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112966167328796921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112966167328796921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112966167328796921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-territory.html' title='My Territory'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112952685378822471</id><published>2005-10-17T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:41:02.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a nice day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF3647.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF3665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so nice out! I got to spend the day outside!!! I love sunning myself in the grass!!! And, the best thing is....I dont need any sunscreen!!!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Today was mommy's favorite cousin Jessi's birthday party...of course I couldn't go so I was pouting but I had fun sleeping in!! Mommy had to wake me up and I was kinda cranky when she got home!!&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today aunt Bayleigh, mommys mom and dad were here to pick up mommy and daddy to go to the party and I was so excited!!! But, daddy says that I need to work on the no jumping on visitors rule in our house or I'll be in big trouble!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I get in trouble....&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Tara hasnt been over to see me in a while....Mommy has been so busy lately that she hasnt returned any of her calls or anything!!! I think mommy is going to be in big trouble too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well Im going to go try out my new bed mommy fixed me after I got my baffie!!! Talk to you later!!! Bye bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112952685378822471?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112952685378822471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112952685378822471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112952685378822471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112952685378822471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-nice-day.html' title='what a nice day!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112944130867236262</id><published>2005-10-16T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:23:06.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boring old saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF4556.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well today was pretty boring for me cause' we went to grammies house and she wasn't there and I could only stay in the kitchen and mommy wouldnt let me roam around. She says that its because I like to put off my scent in the house and mark my territory..... I dont see any wrong in that but I guess mommy does. Daddy painted grammies garage and fence and he smelled all funny like stinky paint!! we ended up going home and I played with my froggie again....Now my froggie doesnt have a voice or a leg!! I guess I play too rough with him!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy took more pictures of me and she caught me sleeping on the couch again...Im not really allowed on the couch but I think if I'm real quiet I can sneek a rest on it every once in a while!!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy took me out today and we found a big mushroom growing under a pine tree so mommy took pictures of it.... Daddy says she is real good at it now and so she takes pictures of everything!!! Her mommy always thought it was stupid when she took pictures of stuff that her mommy wasnt into but people tell her that it pays off in the long run so she kept doing it and now shes perty good... Daddy tells her she has a real eye for pretty things and art.....She must cause she takes pictures of me all the time!!! LOL!!! Daddy keeps telling me not to get a big head about this new fame thing but Im still soo excited!!!! Im going to try to sneek some zzzz's on the couch while no one is looking, so talk to you later!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112944130867236262?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112944130867236262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112944130867236262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112944130867236262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112944130867236262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/boring-old-saturday.html' title='boring old saturday'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112930025624500113</id><published>2005-10-14T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:23:43.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Famous!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF4472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF4472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo excited!! Mommy told me that I am featured on my favorite bulldog site!!! The people from the site liked my pics so well that they put me on a whole separate page that talks about my breed's temperment!!! I am so excited!!!! how cool is that?!!! Mommy said that the site link is "www.bulldoginformation.com/temperment-personality-character.html"&lt;br /&gt;Also, last night mommy and daddy went to walmart and brought me back a new toy its a fluffy green froggie that goes rrriibbitt!!! I had a blast playing with it last night!!!! I even slept with it too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy has the day off today but hes not awake yet and isnt feeling so well....he ate pizza last night and daddy cant eat pizza very well!!!! It hurts his tummy but he still likes it though...thats how I feel about mommies pumpkin cookies too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is at work right now so she cant upload any of my new pictures on here but she will probably tonight or tomarrow on her day off...&lt;br /&gt;Im going to go try to wake daddy up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112930025624500113?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112930025624500113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112930025624500113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112930025624500113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112930025624500113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-famous.html' title='I am Famous!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112917726516439637</id><published>2005-10-12T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:21:05.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its about time!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF3747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man!! its been a long time since mommy let me back on here!!! We didnt do much this weekend...mommy and daddy went to aunt Kelly and Uncle Justin's house and ate pizza and didnt even bring me any home!!! Mommy says that its not good for dogs to eat people food but I am no dog! What is she thinking??!! But Uncle Justin did send home some cookies he made - yes he made them not aunt Kelly!!! Mommy was so shocked cause usually guys cant bake, she says "men can cook but not usually bake" and let me tell you they were delicious!!! Dont tell mommy but I got into them when she was in the shower...I even ate some of the baggie they were in too!! I dont think it has came out yet though if ya know what I mean!! Mommy also told me that every friday is "movie night" at Uncle Justin and aunt Kelly's and I CAN'T come....Im not too happy about it either.&lt;br /&gt;Our Internet has been all messed up theese past few days and I havent been very happy lately cause I havent been able to play with mommy or daddy cause they are on the computer trying to fix it like every day and I need some attention sometimes you know!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy just got her Halloween costume yesterday she is going to be " ruby the pirate beauty" she looks real funny and her boots taste real good...I get yelled at all the time for getting into the closet and chewing on them... Daddy hasnt got his yet though....&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to grammies today with mommy on her day off.. it was funny cause they were dying each others hair and putting theese funny shiny things in thier hair mommy calles it foil but I just like to chew on them!!! mommy has that real deep dark red in her hair again it looks real neat and daddy really likes it so I guess I do too!!!&lt;br /&gt;well its getting late so I am going to see if I can sneek a snack from daddy before bed again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112917726516439637?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112917726516439637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112917726516439637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112917726516439637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112917726516439637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-about-time.html' title='Its about time!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112871359597770113</id><published>2005-10-07T05:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:22:31.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UH oh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3858.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness!!! I must really be a stud!! I have 3 girls all after me now!!!I WOULD say Its nothin baby theres enough of me to go aro&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Picture%20003.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;und but my REAL girlfriend &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zoey &lt;/span&gt;would be real mad!!! Mommy says Id better behave myself for now cause thats how young men like me get thierselves into big trouble!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night our power went off and it was really weird!! Mommy and daddy lit a bunch of stinky candels and had to open the windows cause it was soo hot without our air conditioning!!! Daddy gave me a bowl of ice to munch on cause I was burning up!!! We ended up going to grammies last night cause mommy said that she had to take a shower and couldnt do it in the dark!!! While we were there, uncle Alex called daddy and I wanted to talk to him sooo bad but mean old daddy wouldnt let me!! He and aunt Kaycie are in Cincinnatti for college and havent been back to visit in a few weeks...I miss them a whole lot!!! (I think mommy and daddy do too!!) Uncle Alex always brings me a new greenie almost everytime I see him!!! I cant wait until halloween cause they are comming home to celebrate with mommy and daddy!!! I wonder what costume Zoey is going to wear for halloween....hmmmm I have a picture of Zoey that mommy has up on the fridge and I look at her all the time shes a real doll. Mommy says that someday we are going to have babies... But we have to wait until Zoey gets to be about a year and half old first... I am able to be a stud right now. Thats what mommy and daddy says. Im not sure what that means but I like the ring of it!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh its raining outside and I hate it cause I have to be stuck indoors all day!!! Ive been watching The Pirates of the Caribbean again today (have I mentioned that its my favorite movie?) and mommy has been taking more pictures of me... Id better get used to it cause I dont think she's going to stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;I swear daddy better play with me when he gets hom cause I heard mommy telling him that they are going over to uncle Justin and aunt Kellys tonight and Im not allowed to go....oh Im telling you Im going on strike...I will do it...I will!!!&lt;br /&gt;well I think Im going to tell mommy I have to go outside now so Ill talk to you later, bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112871359597770113?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112871359597770113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112871359597770113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112871359597770113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112871359597770113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/uh-oh.html' title='UH oh!!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112863370008431065</id><published>2005-10-06T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:22:02.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>man oh man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3854.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was a weidr day for me because mommy didnt say by to me and then daddy left in a hurry for work and when mommy came home she was right on the computer talking to aunt Melinda.... And you know what?? Mommy told me that Rollie said that she might have a crush on me!!! Can you believe that? A real crush...On me!!! Wow!! I think Im in love!!! Mommy says I dont know what love love is yet but I will someday.....I dont know but Im excited!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I got into trouble again today because that mean old chi wa wa was mean to me again today!! A couple of weeks ago daddy and I were going for a walk and past his house and I just wanted to give him a lick and say hi... well he was real grumpy and bit me in the face...it hurt my feelings...I moped around all day after that....&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says that his mom or grandma is kinda nuts anyway, so I kinda feel sorry for him having to deal with her all day long!!! But man he doesnt have to be so mean!!&lt;br /&gt;I got him back though by doing my business on his bush outside his house!!!&lt;br /&gt;Man where is my daddy? I have been waiting for him all day long and he is an hour and half late!!! I have been driving mommy crazy by yelling and pacing the door for him!!!&lt;br /&gt;He had better bring me a water bottle when he comes home or Im going on strike!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thats right Im going on strike with Rollie!! Its called the Gets No Love Dog Strike!!!&lt;br /&gt;We will start a new dog love movement you will see!!&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh wait gotta go mommy has the pumpkin cookies out!!! Yummmmmm!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112863370008431065?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112863370008431065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112863370008431065' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112863370008431065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112863370008431065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/man-oh-man.html' title='man oh man!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112853902337692718</id><published>2005-10-05T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:21:32.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what a beautiful day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3915.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was so excited because once mommy got home she took me for a long walk. I got to wear my bandanna and play in the leaves! I love wearing my bandanna it is camo green just like my collar. Mommy said that she thought all dogs were color blind but I can see all colors. I can even distinguish between red and pink. I love pink.It was the color of shirt mommy was wearing when she first saw me! Ever since then mommy and daddy let me pick out toys wherever we go that allow dogs. I usually like to pick green ones when my daddy is around. I think he likes green too. I have a blankie that has pink and green on it!! Daddy says that pink is for girls but I dont mind, just as long as mommy doesnt dress me up in it I'll be fine!! I love autumn! Mommy planted some mums and asters outside and I think they taste yucky. mommy says they are poisinous to doggies so Im glad I didnt swallow them!! mommy took a picture and one of them looked like I was a flower!!! I said as perty as a bullflower!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy made pumpkin cookies last night and I have been begging for them ever since we got home!! I think I have a secret look that makes mommy give me some of her food everytime. Daddy says that they shouldnt give table scraps to dogs cause he used to have a doggie named Beau and he got real fat and mean. I told them not to worry about the mean part in me cause I am a lover not a fighter!!&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited for halloween cause I get to be a pirate this year!! Mommy is going as a girl pirate and I get to help pass out candy!! They wont let me go to the block party down here at OU. I heard them tell uncle Justin and aunt Kelly that it wouldnt be safe for me to go. Mommy thinks I will get scared. Im not scared Im a tough guy!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be Captain Jack Sparrow off of Pirates of the Caribbean!! But I think Daddy was thinking about being that but he hasnt made up his mind yet though. well Im going to go eat some real food not those yucky flowers anymore!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112853902337692718?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112853902337692718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112853902337692718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112853902337692718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112853902337692718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-beautiful-day.html' title='what a beautiful day!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112848426685200246</id><published>2005-10-05T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:51:06.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/Picture%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a baffie!!! Mommy said that I needed to get another one this week cause I smelled like this stinky medicine she always puts on my wrinkles. I had so much fun running and jumping!! Mommy took pictures of me. I get embarrassed in front of the camera though! When daddy came home yesterday we played for a long time. I am getting real strong!! Daddy says I am almost too strong!! Mommy is no fun cause when I try to play with her she gets frusterated when I chew on her!!&lt;br /&gt;I got into trouble today cause after my baffie I ran my rounds in the Cyrus 500 and then jumped on the couch and found mommies new book. It smelled real perty and I tasted it a little. but mommy caught me and said it was time for bed. I tried to protest but I guess I was yelling too loud cause daddy got mad at me to and said "to bed". I know those words real well. I like to sleep but I wasnt done playing yet!! But it was okay though cause later daddy slipped me an emtpy water bottel to play with in my room after mommy went to bed. Gotta love daddies!! Well its my bed time so, you know what that means!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112848426685200246?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112848426685200246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112848426685200246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112848426685200246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112848426685200246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-fun.html' title='what fun!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112837652335057570</id><published>2005-10-03T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T08:28:46.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF3556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy said that I look funny in that picture so I had to pick out a new one. Mommy said that that picture doesnt show how handsome I am. I know I am handsome, I don't know of any other bulldog that gets a baffie once a week. Sometimes I get a baffie twice cause I get dirty outside. I dont think I get that dirty but mommy just wants me to stay safe and sound. But I hate that stuff she always sprays on me. It smells like a girl.. Mommy gets frusterated with me and tells me that I am "such a boy". Thank god daddy wouldnt let mommy paint my nails, then I really would get made fun of! Besides I already have a girlfriend, or at least thats what daddy tells me. Her name is Zoey she is a bulldog too!! she came over to my house once with uncle Alex and aunt Kaycie we played it was fun!! But she got real sleepy only after a little bit of playing and had to lay down. Mommy said I shouldn't bother her much cause shes a lot younger than me and she needs to rest. I dont ever remember being too tired to play!! I love to play!!&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Bayleigh just got a new puppy too. But only her puppy is real tall and even younger than me!!&lt;br /&gt;My daddy should be comming home soon. He had to take grammie to the doctor for a pointment. I cant wait till daddy comes home. Mommy keeps telling me to quit pacing at the door but I can't help it I am so excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112837652335057570?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112837652335057570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112837652335057570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112837652335057570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112837652335057570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-picture.html' title='new picture'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17410669.post-112837073710333373</id><published>2005-10-03T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T08:25:53.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I get to have a dog blog too!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/1600/DSCF3993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6828/1677/320/DSCF3993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Hello!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a 9 (almost 10) month old english bulldog named Cyrus. Well actually my fancy name is Prince Cyrus Jones The Great. Mommy says that I am registered with the akc, whatever that means...all I know is, I am the baby of the family....&lt;br /&gt;I live in Athens Ohio...I absolutely love to go to petland and make fun of all the little doggies in the windows. Mommy says its not very nice but I dont mind at all...&lt;br /&gt;My second bestest thing to do is to play with my daddy. Hes real strong but Im getting stronger and sometimes I can get him down. I like to wrestle and jump on my daddys belly. He always makes funny growls when I do that!!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is my lovie!! I love to give her kisses. I like to sleep on her side of the bed but only with mommy, not daddy... Mommy wont let me sleep in the bed anymore because mommy gets mad when I have accidents on her big white soft fluffy down comforter. I think she thinks they are just accidents but really I just do it on purpose so that way daddy wont sleep on mine and mommies blanket!! Mommy smells much better than daddy does!!&lt;br /&gt;We used to stay at grammies a lot. I love my grammie! She always gives me treats!! And she talks to me nice like mommy does!!&lt;br /&gt;she has a pool and a big back yard I always lay on lawn chairs when its sunny out. Mommy and grammie laughs at me all the time when I do that. But I dont like those big things in the pool, they move around all the time and I try to scare them off but they arent scared of me. It makes me real mad!!&lt;br /&gt;My grammie has a kitty with 6 toes on his hands, he doesnt like me much though. Daddy says that I am just to big to play with him. But I dont think so. I must be growin real big cause I used to be able to sit on mommies lap all the time when we go for car rides but now she makes me sit in the back and I cant see very good from back there...I like to be up high so that way I can see everyone. My daddy always laughs at me cause I like to get on the arm of the couch. Daddy tells me that I am not very agile but I dont know what that means so I just wiggle my tail pocket and smile! My daddy likes to play on the computer and I get really mad and yell at him... Mommy tells me to quit sassing but I dont know what that means either... So I just wag my tail pocket and smile !!&lt;br /&gt;thats what I do when I dont understand cause that way they cant get mad at me!! Mommy calls me a little fat bellied pig I think its funny causeI sometimes watch piggies on the animal planet.. Mommy says that she always wanted a pot bellied pig, so I try to act like one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy asked me if I wanted a dog blog and I said sure!!! Mommie said that my aunt Melinda and uncle Hunter has a dog blog for thier little girl named Rollie. I cant wait to meet her. Mommy says that she gets to play in the creek sometimes. I wish I could play in the creek. Mommy says I cant swim very good but I think I can. Daddy puts me in grammies pool sometimes... I just like to float on those big things that I try to scare off.. Thats the only time I like them. Maybe if I lay down in the tub when I get a baffie mommy will see that I am not scared of the water and then think that I can swim okay... Mommy gets reall funny about me getting dirty. Mommy says that she will not have a stinky puppy in her house, so I try to stay clean so I can sit on the couch with her! Besides I like to get a baffie cause mommy and daddy laugh at me real hard when I run around the house! They call it the Cyrus 500 and its the only time I get to run in the house when mommy is home. Daddy lets me run real fast sometimes when mommy isnt home! Just dont tell mommy, she will get daddy in trouble and then I will have to "behave" well I have to go now its time for my nap....Talk to you soon bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17410669-112837073710333373?l=bullcyrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/feeds/112837073710333373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17410669&amp;postID=112837073710333373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112837073710333373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17410669/posts/default/112837073710333373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bullcyrus.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-get-to-have-dog-blog-too.html' title='I get to have a dog blog too!!'/><author><name>Cyrus The Great</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12084107705000576067</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETaMD9rS60c/SPVuQwIeB8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/F2nqV8vgFPY/S220/By+the+Lake.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
