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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">Bella's Blog</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/atom.aspx</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/default.aspx" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/atom.aspx" /><generator uri="http://communityserver.org" version="2.0.60217.2664">Community Server</generator><updated>2010-12-23T12:50:00Z</updated><entry><title>Happy New Year</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2012/01/04/4473329.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2012/01/04/4473329.aspx</id><published>2012-01-04T20:01:00Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:01:00Z</updated><content type="html">It's been some time since I've blogged...busy with the holidays. Let's see...I'm still on the low protein diet. The food is good but I miss my treats and add-ins. My mom sneaks me a bit now and then and sometimes I get a good rawhide to chew on but she made good with all my new toys I got for Christmas. My favorite is this little monkey. I love it so much I just want to shake his head off. I grab him by the tail and whip my head back and forth. I just hope my head doesn't give before his.I'm not...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2012/01/04/4473329.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4473329" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>What should I be?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/13/4467943.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/13/4467943.aspx</id><published>2011-10-13T19:35:00Z</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:35:00Z</updated><content type="html">So it's almost Halloween and we still haven't decided on my costume. It's between three; a devil, a ladybug or Snoop Dogg. Seriously mom, a bug? Yo, it's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin. Be sure to come callin' when you see me sprawlin'... in the drive, I'm so alive. Kickin' and thrillin', passin treats to all the chil'ns. Woof. Oh ya...I'm so that....(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/13/4467943.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4467943" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>No More Treats :,(</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/07/4467659.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/07/4467659.aspx</id><published>2011-10-07T17:36:00Z</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:36:00Z</updated><content type="html">Well...bad news. I'm on a new diet. I keep getting a yeast infection between my toes and it itches like crazy. Tried pills but it would just come back so Doctor Chuck put me on a new diet. I have to eat special food and I can't have all that good stuff my mom was adding to my kibble and OMG No More Treats! No more Rawhide!&amp;nbsp;The new kibble is actually good so I'm ok with that. I do miss my chicken and I really miss my treats. At first I thought I did something wrong when I didn't get a treat but...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/10/07/4467659.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4467659" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Wedding Bells</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/08/15/4465107.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/08/15/4465107.aspx</id><published>2011-08-15T17:45:00Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:45:00Z</updated><content type="html">Well, she did it. My sister is now married. I&amp;nbsp; officially have Roy as my brother-in-law! That big old bald head is part of the family. They are home from their honeymoon and I got a present. Actually got lots of presents because of the wedding. Leftover food is good. Meatballs, pasta, chicken....Yum, Yum, Yum! Oh..sorry...back to the present...so I got a new bandana. Purple. It looks fabulous next to my golden fur. Says something about a biscuit on it but it doesn't look like a biscut, doesn't...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/08/15/4465107.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4465107" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>I Don't Like Hazy, Hot and Humid</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/29/4464489.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/29/4464489.aspx</id><published>2011-07-29T18:14:00Z</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:14:00Z</updated><content type="html">Just when I thought it was done I wake up and again...HAZY, HOT AND HUMID! Enough is enough already. My feet are itching again, I'm on meds, this has been a ruff summer.My sister is getting married next week. She's marrying a guy named Roy! He's ok. I like his big old bald head the most. I don't think I'm invited but I'm hoping to snag some leftovers.I just got done checking the weather at MyValleyWeather....hmmm...SURPRISE, SURPRISE, Hazy, Hot and Humid!Grrrrrrr....(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/29/4464489.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4464489" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Lazy Dayz of Summer</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/15/4463822.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/15/4463822.aspx</id><published>2011-07-15T20:28:00Z</published><updated>2011-07-15T20:28:00Z</updated><content type="html">Oh I love summer. I love the warm sun. I love that we go for a walk every morning. Love, love, love. Not sure what we're doing tonight. I hope I get more of that chicken. My friend Patsy brings me chicken scraps almost every week. My mom cooks them just right so it gets lots of juice and then she mixes it in with my kibble. Sometimes my mouth waters so&amp;nbsp; much I drip on the floor just waiting for it.Hmm...I must be hungry. I hope my mom gets home soon. She said it's the weekend and that means...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/07/15/4463822.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4463822" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>I'm Still Here! Bad Paws</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/06/06/4461884.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/06/06/4461884.aspx</id><published>2011-06-06T17:00:00Z</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:00:00Z</updated><content type="html">Sorry I haven't blogged in months. Had a few ups and downs. Now that the sun is shining everything is all good. I had problem with my paws and I couldn't type. Every night my feet would itch so bad. I was chewing on them like crazy. It seemed to get worse right after dinner so we thought I might be allergic to something in my food. Well my mom usually puts some "additives" in&amp;nbsp; my food (her meatballs are my favorite). So we tried taking things away but that didn't help. My toes were all red in...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/06/06/4461884.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4461884" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Duck Soup</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/23/4458941.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/23/4458941.aspx</id><published>2011-04-23T10:56:00Z</published><updated>2011-04-23T10:56:00Z</updated><content type="html">What's up with the rain? One day of sun basking and six days of rain. I'm starting to hallucinate. I'm in my room and I look out the window and there's two ducks in a lake next door. Now mind you, we don't live near a lake, a pond, or even a stream. At least we didn't used to. I know it was windy out but I really don't think our house moved and landed near a lake. So where this lake came from...and the ducks....I just don't know.I really wanted to go out and play in that lake with those ducks but...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/23/4458941.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4458941" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>I was sick!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/04/4457734.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/04/4457734.aspx</id><published>2011-04-04T19:40:00Z</published><updated>2011-04-04T19:40:00Z</updated><content type="html">I didn't feel very good yesterday. My belly hurt and I kept drooling. I went out and ate grass but that didn't help. My mom yelled out to me and said "BB, what the heck...you're not a cow!" Duh....I know what I am but I didn't feel good.I pretty much spent the entire afternoon drooling, coughing, gagging and trying to sleep. My mom felt really bad for me. When it was time to go to bed, I got to the bed first and spread myself out completely across the whole bed. Left her about 6 inches on the one...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/04/04/4457734.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4457734" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>The First Days of Spring</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/03/22/4454688.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/03/22/4454688.aspx</id><published>2011-03-22T20:40:00Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:40:00Z</updated><content type="html">Ahhh....finally...Spring is springing! The ground is somewhat soft and muddy (love leaving puppy prints all over the kitchen floor), some flowers are popping up (I was beginning to think gray was the only color I was able to see), and the air is warmer (finally I can take my time when I'm doing my business).I don't even mind the rain really....it's so nice getting cozy on my couch and listening to the rain hit the windows. The only downside to that, is that we don't get to go for a walk. I was so...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/03/22/4454688.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4454688" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Really? I mean REALLY?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/25/4450334.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/25/4450334.aspx</id><published>2011-02-25T16:50:00Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:50:00Z</updated><content type="html">Will it ever end?Sincerely,Snowed in AGAIN*ruff*...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/25/4450334.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4450334" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Still Love My Steelers</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/07/4448991.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/07/4448991.aspx</id><published>2011-02-07T17:01:00Z</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:01:00Z</updated><content type="html">Well....the Steelers lost. I am so sad. Sigh. We have so much fun watching the games. Grandma and Grandpa come over and last night my sister and Roy were there too. Roy has a big ole bald head that I love jumping around. Kind of like a football helmet.Anyway...my Steelers lost...BUT...they will be back next year....hopefully...I heard them talking about maybe no football next season...either way...I still love my Steelers.Stayed up way past my bedtime....I'm exhausted...I'm going back to sleep. &amp;nbsp;Sigh!...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/07/4448991.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4448991" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Are You Serious?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/02/4448403.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/02/4448403.aspx</id><published>2011-02-02T13:52:00Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:52:00Z</updated><content type="html">So...I've made it through rain...HATE IT. I've made it through snow...HATE IT. I love making it through sunny days....TOO FEW....LOVE THEM.BUT THIS.....this ice stuff. What more must I endure?Last night before bed....my mom sends me out to do my nightly. I take one step out of the garage and ewwwww. It was cold, wet and crunchy. Not like anything I've ever stepped on before. No way...I'm going back in. Ya right....mom is at the door telling me to go pee. You try walking out there and going pee...not...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/02/02/4448403.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4448403" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Resolution</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/01/04/4443390.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/01/04/4443390.aspx</id><published>2011-01-04T13:26:00Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:26:00Z</updated><content type="html">First of all...Happy New Year to all my family and friends. My mom says that each new year you should make a resolution. She gave me a few ideas but I don't get it. Why would you not want to eat something that you love? There's no way I'm giving up treats. I actually like to get out and run...so I'm not sure what I should make my resolution.So I'm sitting here looking around my room. Lots of toys. LOTS OF TOYS. Maybe I should clean out my toys. I could get rid of that dog with a hole in its head....(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2011/01/04/4443390.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4443390" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry><entry><title>Merry Christmas!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2010/12/23/4442463.aspx" /><id>http://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2010/12/23/4442463.aspx</id><published>2010-12-23T18:50:00Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:50:00Z</updated><content type="html">It's almost here...there are presents under the tree and I know I smell something good up on the mantel....we're getting ready for Christmas!! Mom says if I'm really good Santa might leave something special for me. She always gets pretty sweet stuff. I can't wait because my favorite part last year was when mom left out some cookies and milk for Santa...they were really good. Mom was really surprised at how much Santa ate that night. Come to think of it...I didn't get much from Santa last year, he...(&lt;a href="http://community.wkbn.comhttp://community.wkbn.com/blogs/bellas_blog/archive/2010/12/23/4442463.aspx"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;img src="http://community.wkbn.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=4442463" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Bella</name><uri>http://community.wkbn.com/members/Bella.aspx</uri></author></entry></feed>
