<?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-28616196</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:56:03.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rox-Star &amp; Chase: The Month Long Tour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-2807556202207259901</id><published>2009-01-29T11:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:08:49.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2  Years later...a blog coming from Minoune R.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where to begin, but this story is for the books...the same kinda books that were written about the carpet munching dog (I say carpet munching in the literal way, not the perverted way you freaks!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Mother that loves me, and my Father that hates me are finally gone to Vegas on a dream trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual caregiver is Cat-Man...but she moved away to buck-f*ck Kanata and she's knocked up, so she can't take care of me.  The only other logical option was to ask this girl known as, for the intimates,  Rox-Star (RS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS is a cat person, she likes dogs too...but cats are better.  Mom and Dad...well Mom asked RS to take care of me while they were away in Vegas.  I know Dad didn't, cause he hates me and wants me to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS gladly accepted to take care of me.  After all, its simple.  I just need food and water every second day.  I crap in a sand box..that Mom can clean out once she comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday before leaving, Mom went to RS's place to deliver the key for her to be able to enter the house and feed me.  I don't eat when I'm alone, but regardless.  I need food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Monday night, it was due time for RS to come over and tend to my needs.  It was cold as hell on earth outside...enough to freeze your gonad off.  At 7pm, I see RS's face in the window.  I really could not care less...but I could not help but stare at her.  It was funny, she could not unlock the door.  She tried both locks, the key fit in the hole, but didn't turn.  I'm sure I had food left in the dish and I know she probably thought, 'the lock is frozen'.  She tried real hard!  It was dark out and she wondered if the neighbours were watching.  She went home,  made a few phone calls to Double D wondering if by any chance she had a key,  and to Kev to make sure that the key she put back at his place was the right one.  Double D had no key, and Kev had his key back,  thought about what to do...but had to MAKE SURE it was really not working before calling the Parental Units in Vegas. (lucky she asked where they were staying).  She came back to try again 30 minutes later....to no avail, it was not working.  I could hear her swear in French and in English...and probably in Russian, Spanish and Eskimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called the hotel in Vegas, after asking for Dad's room, they didn't have anyone by that name there, She then asked for Mom's room, no one by that name there.  SHE KNEW THE R's WERE STAYING THERE!!!....turns out that if you remove an 'e' from my Mom's name, you reach their room!  Of course, no answer, voice mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Mom freaked thinking someone died when they heard RS's message.  I know Dad probably gave her a barrel of shit and that there was no action in their posh hotel room that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS gets up early for work, she emailed my parents with the hope of them reading emails...but was hesitant.  So she braved the grizzly bears and called them at 7am, Vegas time....Dad Grizzly answered...told RS he hated her and to let me die! Blasphemy!!...then, after talking to Mom, it was concluded that the back door was probably, highly, likely unlocked.  OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it got fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard RS pull up the driveway at 4pm.  She hauled a step ladder in the snow bank near the fence and proceeded, with the grace of a cow, wearing her hiking boots, painting jeans, old winter jacket, tuque and a cell phone safely stowed in her left pocket in case of 'emergency', to hike up the fence and make her way to the back door, Agaguk-style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One leg over the fence, cedar bushes in the head, she made it over the fence to land in 3ft deep snow.  OK, acceptable depth.  She kept plowing through....and it got deeper, deeper and deeper.  She skinnied herself to fit between the patio chairs and the fence, two obstacles done, two more to go.  And then the snow drift appeared.  Like a real abominable snow man, she walked though the snow drift with the grace of a retard and made it to the steps of the back door (wondering what the glass patio table she stepped on will look like in the spring) and like a hot knife through butter, the door opened! I was saved!!.....The abominable snow retard was here to feed me....complete with snow stuffed down her boots and underware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can all tell you what she looks like frustrated with no pants on!!!  What a sight!  I was fed and she found the right key for the door...cause in the excitement of her departure, Mom gave her the wrong key to the R. Palace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been fed every day since then, and RS comes in through the front door with a smile every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned here....go pick up the right key!  Don't have the wrong key dropped off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go easy on my Mom, I know she is really upset about all of this...but I really had to write about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Minoune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If only I had pictures of all of this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIAOWWWWW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-2807556202207259901?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/2807556202207259901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=2807556202207259901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/2807556202207259901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/2807556202207259901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-years-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115810826059772163</id><published>2006-09-12T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:44:21.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scared shitless...literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello faithfull readers. RS and I had a reunion this weekend...a short, barky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa was off to the airport, Mama went to visit RS where she is house/dog sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS has the pleasure of co-habitating with a German Sheppard for three weeks (ending on saturday) Breton is a young, happy go lucky, intelligent, obedient dog. RS figured it would be fun for Breton and Chase to meet. Breton is a social dog, she has full of friends at the park, they race, sniff eachother, play fetch, hump eachother....you know...what us dogs do for socializing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the freak! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/DSC_2118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well. I show up with Mama, first the neighborhood kids greet me. Mama, confused, talks to them with the "who the f$#k are you?" look....and then Breton from behind the fence starts barking and jumping on the fence. RS, in control of the situation suggests that we get Breton on a leash and go to the park right away. We meet back at the front door, leashes on....and this is where the barking match begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breton barked profanities to me. You humans could not understand, so let me translate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breton: Yo bitch, who are you and what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Chase: You crazy Biznatch relax, I'm Chase, I come to play.&lt;br /&gt;Breton: Get the hell off my property. This is Breton territory.&lt;br /&gt;Humans look at eachother with fear in their eyes, decide to start walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk, my hair still straight on my back, I'm terrified! I have to poop. Mama picks it up...gags! RS laughs hysterically. Breton keeps walking. We keep walking. Mama is still gaging from the stench coming from the bag. I find a lush front lawn....poop again, good thing RS has a second bag...Mama gags even more...I start breakdancing-running man style in the lush front lawn, taking chunks off these people's lush front lawn out and making them fly. Mama still gagging, crouched down, picking up the "gold". RS laughing hysterically. Breton keeps walking, almost embarassed to be seen with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the park, Breton gets to go off-leash, picks at me because I'm still tied, smelling my ass and all. Humans know better, they expect war. We keep walking. Go around the block, we tolerate eachother. Go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the profanities start again, but this time I win. Breton the Creton stays outside, I get to roam her domain. SUCKA!! I ate some of her cookies, I would tease her through the patio door, I played in her room. Only I know if I peed there or not! Muhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, not such a great expericence. I'm never going back to Breton's again! She's a hairy freak that scares the shit out of me...literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is two strikes for RS, first it was Hercules who bit my ear off, then Breton who tried to bite my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to mis-behaniv' in my house thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out until the next adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I hear Breton searched for me in every room of the house after I left. Did you find my present yet Breton the Creton?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115810826059772163?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115810826059772163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115810826059772163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115810826059772163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115810826059772163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/09/scared-shitless.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115275606556595657</id><published>2006-07-12T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:26:24.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what, guess what, guess what? Rox-Star came back, and we went to the cottage again! Not only were the black flies gone but I got to meet Bandit, my Sugar Daddy. He's an old White German Sheppard. Nice guy and all, but kinda weird. I'll spare you the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached are pictures of our weekend adventure. RS arrived on friday night. I greeted her to a chewed rug, running shoes tossed all over, Mom's Italian purse in the living room and of course the usual dish rags on the floor. RS laughed it off....thinking some things never change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I proceeded to look through her bags...see picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%202%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She went straight to bed...where I patiently waited for her, stretched out and limp as a noodle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%202%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We woke up early and I was promised a car ride...that I got!!! Ears flapping in the wind, chewing the air at 100km/hr, there is nothing better!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%202%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we met. Bandit, the infamous German Sheppard! It was love at first sniff. We played, I swam, I ran and ran...and ran....and ran...and ran...did I mention that I ran?? It was a blast, and I was pooped on the first day. Then there was a second day. Again, we played, I swam, I ran and ran...and ran....and ran...and ran...did I mention that I ran?? Have a look at our first meeting!  The paparazzis were in hiding taking pictures of us as if we were Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie!  PERVS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%202%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nice to sniff you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On that note folks, it's been a slice.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Double C - out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115275606556595657?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115275606556595657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115275606556595657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115275606556595657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115275606556595657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack-so-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115042660653084478</id><published>2006-06-15T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:56:46.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mission Accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it.  They came back, the party is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 3 hour flight delay,  Mama &amp; Papa came home.  I recognized Papa, but Mama, I'm not so sure about.  They came home so excited to see me....but I could not give two hoots!  I only listened to RS!  You should have seen Mama running to the door, to only find it locked!!  RS could not unlock it fast enough (cause I know how to open it now!!)....the door opened....and right past her I went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pleased to note that they had a wonderful trip and are both very exhausted.   Papa is thrilled to see that the lawn looks so great in the backyard (Kudos to Lulu &amp; Fru!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing they missed me so much, they didn't seem that angry about the carpet crater, and they ensured RS not to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, RS came very close at spilling some bean details  that are in the blog.  She kept our adventures to a minimum "need to know" basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really confused when she took her car keys and I had to stay with the two people that came home tonight.  I bid her farewell in the upstairs window....I hope she comes back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is going to send them the blog before the weeken because its too good to keep from them. (Papa had the computer on not long after he came home...I'm sure Mama will do the same tomorrow morning!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have plenty of adventures to tell us, I'm sure...but all they were both looking for was a good shower and a good night sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent them all wishes on your behalf.  I'm sure they are going to call you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of Chase &amp; RS??  Maybe not!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to be part of your morning routine for a month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115042660653084478?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115042660653084478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115042660653084478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115042660653084478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115042660653084478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/mission-accomplished-we-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115032840816081639</id><published>2006-06-14T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:40:08.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tour Wrap up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it. "Rox-Star &amp; Chase: The Month Long Tour" is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast with RS and I'm sure to see her again. Maybe she will even invite me to her cottage again. That was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a picture of her and I last night. I was really agitated and loved the taste of her lip balm. You will see on the pictures that she is trying not to make weird faces cause I'm trying to lick her silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cleaned up the house from top to bottom, even if I know that Mama will do it all over again when she comes home tomorrow. I'm not sure I know that Mama &amp; Papa are coming home tomorrow, but whatever! I have the memory of a goldfish, I don't even remember what I ate yesterday...wait a minute, it's been the same thing for ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take a minute and thank my fans, Catman, Lulu &amp; Bie, for all the laughs, support and help throughout this tour.  Without you, I don't think I would have been as much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to thank Maintenance Boy for letting the band take him hostage.  He did a wonderful job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last blog entry until I present the blog to Mama upon her return to work.  You will all be included in the unveling.  Please keep it a secret until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Chase over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115032840816081639?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115032840816081639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115032840816081639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115032840816081639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115032840816081639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/tour-wrap-up-so-this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115030780660262545</id><published>2006-06-14T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:56:46.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The final stare down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me people "And nowwwww, the end is near....and so I face the final curtain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, after working hard at, scrubbing the carpet, mowing the lawn, blowing up a tire, checking the oil on the car, taking it for a test run because its blowing blue smoke and screeching like a wicked witch of the west,  and finding out that the battery is not charging its self,we (Lulu, Fru,RS and myself) sat in the backyard and enjoyed what Mother Nature had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy to be able to do my thing in freshly mowed lawn...and then I saw him, sitting on the window sill upstairs, staring at me.   The neighbour's cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I would stare back, so I did.  I stared, and stared until I got the shakes, and stared and stared, and stared.  He would not come down.  All I wanted to do was play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after a great night's sleep on RS's back (yes ON her back), I went out for my morning thing...and there he was again...on the window sill.  And I stared, and stared, and stared...it was time for RS to go do what she does everyday, and I stared, and stared, and stared.  Even a Kong full of crunchy peanut butter didn't convince me to go in.  RS, once again lied to me telling me we were going for a walk, but I fooled her too biatch!!  I snuck back out!...but she picked me up off the ground.  I did everything to not go in the house...spread eagle, running in the air, twisting myself like a fish...but she has a good grip...and back to the house I went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then left with a suitcase again.  I'm confused?  Do I get the house to myself?  Do I get the kind of carpet I want?  Because if I do, I want really really fancy carpet.  I heard it tastes better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our tour is coming to an end.  Mama and Papa come home tomorrow, but I don't really understand from where.  I'm going to miss RS, she takes me everywhere!  I have to show you a picture of RS and I when I get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just hope I get a little brother or a sister soon.  That would be soooooooo cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115030780660262545?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115030780660262545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115030780660262545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115030780660262545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115030780660262545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-stare-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115016167928109036</id><published>2006-06-12T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:21:19.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules are made for breaking. This is what I do with rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooo, I didn't attack the crater all day, even if its staring me in the face!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS has a different approach with things. She plays the game very well! She cleared the room, left the door and the TV on...it keeps me entertained and I can lay in the bed allllllllll day long. I had a great time ramsacking the room, building blanket castles and all. Have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however PEE on the carpet. RS is no longer a novelty, she really is my boss for life now it seems. I think that's why I'm doing these things to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go into the "cachot"...instead, we went to run. And that we did. Up and down the hill, right and left. I'm a maniac!!! And then, to cool off, we went to her friend's house where she put her funny looking feet in the pool, and then, I attempted to walk on the solar blanket. Solar blanket walking = Not a smart idea. (and we are not going to tell her friend we did that!!) and then in the car, where I stuck my head out of the window and eat air. People in other cars were laughing at me. It was a BLAST!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentionned something about taking out the cage if I put a paw on the crater in the carpet, and I think she is dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also the one that has to break the crater news to Ma &amp; Pa. Eeeeek! Good luck with that RS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, dudes, I have to go back and attempt to get the peanuts that are stuck in my Kong (another sneaky trick to keep me busy I suppose!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, did you meet my long lost cousin? Here is a picture of him!!  We have the same coloured hair!!  It runs in the family!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/bebeorang-outan.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tour is on its last leg. Crazy how time flew. I'm going to miss RS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chase, over and out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/28616196-115016167928109036?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115016167928109036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115016167928109036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115016167928109036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115016167928109036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/rules-are-made-for-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-115004738446578864</id><published>2006-06-11T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T12:36:24.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chez Tapis Supreme, on a un probleme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are about to see my cause me harm! This is what RS came home to over the weekend. I almost made her cry! Warning, this is a shocking picture! (note that the damage is a little more extensive now, but she doesn't have the heart to take a picture of it because she really doesn't find it funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Elgin%206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To give you an idea, this is at the bottom of the door, in front of my room and where RS also sleeps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The minute she saw this, I knew I was in for some trouble.  In the "cachot" I went and stayed for a good while.  Once I came out, I would walk with my tail (the little that's left) between my legs and my years stuck to my cheeks.  I could sense the madness in RS.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is now Sunday, and the tension has eased off.  RS really doesn't know what to do with the crater in the carpet.  She thinks that I'm going to do more extensive damage when she goes back to work on Monday and is working really hard on a plan.  Maybe thinking about leaving that bedroom door open...but is worried about her stuff....so she started moving everything in to Mom and Dad's room.  She knows I can open closets, so she also put Mom's wedding dress in a safe haven.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A small suitcase is packed and it has me worried.  Is she leaving me?  Is she that mad at me?  She still walks me, feeds me and plays with me, its a good sign....I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I best go back and show her some loving...and maybe help her with a plan to stop me from making a bigger crater.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adios!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chase&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-115004738446578864?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/115004738446578864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=115004738446578864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115004738446578864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/115004738446578864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/chez-tapis-supreme-on-un-probleme-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114986136840222603</id><published>2006-06-09T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T08:56:08.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back by popular demand...with fresh breath!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi ladies, its been a busy week.  RS's friend from out east is here.  We've been spending our time entertaining people, eating, shopping and coming home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina likes me so much that she wants to take me home.  I can only begin to imagine the ravage I can do to her house!!! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I was busy emptying the cupboards and doing the dishes.  It was like a greek wedding in there...I swung the dish towels all over the house and reorganized the tupperware for RS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was spring cleaning.  I realize she has been busy with work and taking every minute she can to spend with her friend Chris, so I though, even if I still get my morning and night walks, and plenty of attention, going in and out, in and out, in and out of the house as I please,  that I would really help her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I did for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finished off the rug at the front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rounded the corners of the wodden shoe trunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Opened the shoe trunk and layed out her shoes all over the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reorganized her work bag...the one she left on the counter, unzipped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the bag I found...a bus pass, an agenda, a flight itineray to Spain, an a box of Excel breath mints.  I had great breath all night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also managed to get the bathroom door opened (or was it left opened, I'm not sure) and brought everytowel from there to the main floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The garbage was empty, I had nothing to take care of in there, plus, I didnt want to ruin my Excelerated breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was exhausted, RS slept well, but I stared at the ceiling the whole night...the thing on the ceiling spins and spins and spins.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its cool outside, so no AC is required, just opened windows.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I really like to do is scare the shit out of RS and start barking when I hear a bird nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tonight will be another interesting night.  I wonder what kind of Molly Maiding I can do to help!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ciao for now, dudes, I will try my best to keep up with my blog.  Mom and Dad come home in a week...but I think I want to keep RS.  She is good to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114986136840222603?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114986136840222603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114986136840222603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114986136840222603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114986136840222603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-by-popular-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114964742762823521</id><published>2006-06-06T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:30:27.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to walk 3 times today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a strange day. We went on a zombie walk at 6am, RS left for work, came back early, went for a walk, she left again, came back and walked again! It was great! The third walk was a long and exhausting one...she made me run...and run...and run. We ran into a few dogs but she would not let me near them. My choker was so tight...but that is all my fault. The tighter the better, I can't breathe, my tongue hangs out, and I make sounds like a chicken that smokes a pack a day...but I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had some sort of graduation to go to...she sounded pretty bored...411 diplomas rewarded...I would be bored too! Nonetheless, no mess in the house!! Here is a picture of what her brother got. Its not a picture of me, but I think its pretty cool....her brother graduated CUM LAUDE!!! He's a smart cookie her brother (did someone say cookie???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, she is off work, and we get to sleep in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina arrives from New Brunswick for a few days, I get to meet her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Mom &amp; Dad, but RS and I are great friends. She seems to be over yesterday's run-off. She now makes sure to strategically put her knee in my face so I don't run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a laugh, I added a picture of me. I know this will brighten your day at work my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Strike a pose!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Chase, xox&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/28616196-114964742762823521?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114964742762823521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114964742762823521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114964742762823521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114964742762823521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-got-to-walk-3-times-today-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114956038946343186</id><published>2006-06-05T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:19:49.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I pissed her off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My behavior has been really weird since yesterday. I think I'm getting stressed out that my parents are never coming back. I sat in the back yard howling at the moon, I chewed my toes, and left a turd at the bottom of the stairs! RS tries to play with me but I don’t really feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the dog days of summer or am I depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me plenty of attention, takes me everywhere she goes and she even lets me sleep on her bed (more like on her) with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my paws on a newspaper that was left on the counter, chewed it to pieces (my way of reading the news)...and then I took off on a sprint through the front door (that I opened myself!!!) to go harass a little kid's dog walking by. Note to RS, lock the wind door!! Good thing the neighbors caught me mid-flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS screamed my name so loud that I bolted back in the house and then went straight for her work pass...she REALLY REALLY didn't like that. She did the loud name calling thing again...powerfully...so powerful that I went flat on the ground and dropped the pass knowing that what I had done was wrong.  I practically did a stop-drop and roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have any pictures to post today, other than that one of RS really really pissed off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I best start behaving, cause in the garage I will end up! (I dont really think she means that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to misbehavin' I go (more like hide under the bed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114956038946343186?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114956038946343186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114956038946343186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114956038946343186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114956038946343186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-i-pissed-her-off-my-behavior.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114945111316953012</id><published>2006-06-04T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:53:51.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was pretty relaxed. Hung out &amp; took it easy. Cat &amp;amp; Martine came over for dinner saturday night, where I took the opportunity to show off my new work outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the official St. Hubert's Mascot. There is alot of hard work involved. I like it, cause it makes people laugh hysterically. There is nothing I love more than happy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even provide me with clothing! Check it out! My Mom and Dad are going to be so proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. No humans we hurt while taking these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me in my uniform!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loving the products I promote!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Showing you the meal for one option.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;St.Hubert, t'exagères!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cocorico!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114945111316953012?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114945111316953012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114945111316953012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114945111316953012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114945111316953012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-job-weekend-was-pretty-relaxed.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114921133570815822</id><published>2006-06-01T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:22:15.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st. Happy to report that I took my medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and Martine came over. I no longer have grass up to my neck and tickeling my belly when I go pee! THANK YOU STEPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting it out and letting the grass grow, Steph showed up and Mr. Neighbour decided that the grass was long enough (ya think!!??), that time has come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph nicely tells the man "Its ok, I have to do the back too, I can do it" but he insisted that Steph take a beer and relax. So we did just that...have a beer and relax...Mr. Neighbour cut the grass in the front...and put his machine away!!! After a few moments of bad talking him, the bullet was bit and the back lawn was cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and RS in hysterics walking through ppl's yards, the mower started like a charm...with a cloud of smoke enough to make a hole in the ozone layer! Martine the Foreman directed traffic and ensured that her nice husband cut the lawn in straight lines and didn't miss a blade of grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After figuring out how to empty the machine, so that the house doesn't smell like fermenting grass again, RS showed her Europe pictures. Sounds like auntie Martine has the bug for Paris!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went for a walk and met Jersey and her master. Conversation was interesting until he mentionned his wife! I kept walking and RS followed me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the weekend. I heard I was going to go run with Moka and her boyfriend. Woot Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dorky pictures to show you. I know RS is looking for the chicken costume...looks like they are going to laugh at me even more if they get their hands on it. It seems to be the entertainment of their day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go enjoy the freshly cut grass one more time today. RS is tired, we are going to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is here tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114921133570815822?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114921133570815822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114921133570815822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114921133570815822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114921133570815822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-day-june-1st_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114921129594014761</id><published>2006-06-01T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:21:35.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st.  Happy to report that I took my medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and Martine came over.  I no longer have grass up to my neck and tickeling my belly when I go pee!  THANK YOU STEPH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting it out and letting the grass grow, Steph showed up and Mr. Neighbour decided that the grass was long enough (ya think!!??), that time has come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph nicely tells the man "Its ok, I have to do the back too, I can do it" but he insisted that Steph take a beer and relax.  So we did just that...have a beer and relax...Mr. Neighbour cut the grass in the front...and put his machine away!!!  After a few moments of bad talking him, the bullet was bit and the back lawn was cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and RS in hysterics walking through ppl's yards, the mower started like a charm...with a cloud of smoke enough to make a hole in the ozone layer!  Martine the Foreman directed traffic and ensured that her nice husband cut the lawn in straight lines and didn't miss a blade of grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After figuring out how to empty the machine, so that the house doesn't smell like fermenting grass again, RS showed her Europe pictures.  Sounds like auntie Martine has the bug for Paris!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went for a walk and met Jersey and her master.  Conversation was interesting until he mentionned his wife!  I kept walking and RS followed me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the weekend.  I heard I was going to go run with Moka and her boyfriend.  Woot Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dorky pictures to show you. I know RS is looking for the chicken costume...looks like they are going to laugh at me even more if they get their hands on it.  It seems to be the entertainment of their day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go enjoy the freshly cut grass one more time today.  RS is tired, we are going to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is here tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114921129594014761?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114921129594014761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114921129594014761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114921129594014761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114921129594014761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-day-june-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114912586019707808</id><published>2006-05-31T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:37:40.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mama always said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after years of my Master (lets call her Mama) spending time dissing all of her friends' pets, payback has come around. Seems that the posted picture of me dressed as a chicken has caused quite the fury!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Mama gets a read of my blog, payback starts from Whisky, Minoune, Moka and Chanel! Apparently these people don't dress up their pets? If I remember, from stories I heard, my departed French Poodle Grand Mother "Peanut", correct me if I'm wrong, used to get the same treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if RS can get her hands on my costume, I'm sure some fun is going to be had. I will show them what fun is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly making my way through the rug at the front door. If its the only damage I do, RS will be thrilled. I heard her knock on wood for that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, what is the problem with me dressed as a chicken?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how thrilled I am!?&lt;br /&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/8058/3033/320/100_0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good God, I just laid an egg!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/100_0707.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;Posing for the camera.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/100_0703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114912586019707808?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114912586019707808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114912586019707808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114912586019707808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114912586019707808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/mama-always-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114904246612572263</id><published>2006-05-30T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:27:46.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love little girls peanut butter sanwiches!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the girls came over, we headed back to RS's place, where once again, I was not allowed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our walk from there and ended up at some house where there was a 3 year old little girl named Hannah. She kindly shared her peanut butter sandwich with me...ok, ok, more like I robbed it from her and the kid actually found it funny...but for a minute I though she was going to throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then offered to share her milk too. Looks like those Dora the Explorer shows really teach kids to share! Its an all you can eat buffet there. I want to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow sounds like the grass is about to get mown. Finally, I wont be neck deep in grass to do my business anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS is very very thankful that Martine is loaning her husband to do such a chore in the swealtering heat. (She asked me to pass that message along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day without a mess...maybe tomorrow I'm going to finish chewing the rug or pull all of the jackets out of the closet this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licks in the face to all! Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Can you believe my parents make me look like this...a chicken!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/100_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114904246612572263?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114904246612572263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114904246612572263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114904246612572263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114904246612572263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-little-girls-peanut-butter.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114895405880904275</id><published>2006-05-29T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:54:18.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rug Muncher!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it, I finally did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chewed the rug from the front door.  Oh well, its just a rug.  RS wonders if these things digest well?  Seems to her that a few pieces are missing from the "puzzle"  I guess she is bound to find out in the next few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new to report, I'm still lazy from my weekend.  I could not get up for my walk this morning, but RS made me.  I could tell she felt like sleeping in this morning.  She is quite the monster...or as some would say "grizzly" in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS's friend Rosanna came over tonight.  She attempted speaking French to me but it didn't quite work.  I only listen to RS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Catherine &amp; Martine are coming over.  Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the bed I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114895405880904275?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114895405880904275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114895405880904275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114895405880904275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114895405880904275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/rug-muncher-i-did-it-i-finally-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114886111018652188</id><published>2006-05-28T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T19:05:10.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Road Trip!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is here and RS took me to the cottage. I had fun, especially the fact that I could run free as a bird. I ran and ran, tried to catch the birds, tried to catch the twigs in the river, and tried to catch all of those black flies nipping at my nether regions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they not realize that, unlike them humans, I dont wear pants!! The whole meaning "where the sun doesn't shine" does not apply to me! It does shine there in my case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But minus the black flies, I had a great time. Look at the pictures! One is of me waiting patiently in the car while RS was loading it up. One is of me taking one of many runs for the birds and one is of me knackered on the couch back at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS is exhausted too...and you should see her, red as a boiled lobster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired I don't ever react to the sounds outside! I'm skipping my walk tonight can you believe that!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft pillows are calling my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now humans!  Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/200/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't leave without me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/200/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Run,  Run, Run, I can't get enough of this!! I'm a maniac!! Run, Run, Run&lt;br /&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/8058/3033/200/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Go walk without me!&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/28616196-114886111018652188?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114886111018652188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114886111018652188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114886111018652188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114886111018652188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/road-trip-summer-is-here-and-rs-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114861011647500377</id><published>2006-05-25T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:21:56.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tough Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good day on the books! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neigbour attempted to make small talk with RS at 6am.  He said I was a nice looking dog!  She replied, "Thanks, its not mine!", and he claimed that he knew the owners...he even knew they were in Europe!  She just gave him a smile, mumbled something and  walked away...I tell you, she is not very polite in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day alone and once again didn't make a mess, even if RS came home later than usual.  I had Hot 89.9 on all day, a good change from Rock Détente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to visit that huge cat of hers again, but this time I was not allowed in the house.  We then went to meet Hercules the Chinese Pug.  I dont like him. He would constantly stand on his hind legs and open up his front paws to clobber.  He is not exactly the delicate type, but much like me, he is very hyper!...but I still dont like him...stupid Chin Tok Dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this excitement, I'm exhausted and need to tend to my wounds. Hercules smacked me a few good ones! After seeing how excited I was with Hercules, RS is having second doubts about me meeting Shakespeare and Rufus...especially Rufus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my mom would say, over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114861011647500377?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114861011647500377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114861011647500377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114861011647500377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114861011647500377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/tough-love-another-good-day-on-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114849036518435880</id><published>2006-05-24T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:36:55.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/1600/Chase%20&amp;%20Rox%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/1600/Chase%20&amp;%20Rox%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2&amp;amp;3 - RoxStar discovered that I was a yanker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my quick car ride, we went home and RoxStar left me all alone while she went grocery shopping. I found a plastic bag on the counter and had a chew fest. Rox is a bit worried thinking its going to hurt coming out...but come to think of it, I've for sure eaten worse things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a quiet evening at home, went to bed early and I made sure to hog the bed as much as I could...and pretended I was fast asleep when RS (lets just write RS for now, I'm sick of writting RoxStar) wanted to move me. I purposely made my body as limp as a noodle and made it as complicated as possible for her to move me. I slept like a baby the whole night, seems like RS did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now wednesday, mid-week, the sun is out and we went for a quick walk-this morning...6am to be precise, RS was still asleep walking out. As I was out smelling every blade of grass,every street post and the whole mailbox, I suddenly noticed a hare. RS didn't, and just kept her zombie like walk up the street thinking I was following her, my leash extended a little bit and all of a sudden I made a run for it...and practically dislocated her shoulder. Man did I wake her up!!Good thing she had a good grip because it would have been hare stew for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight her cousin Mel (see pic) came over. I'm showed my best behaviour. RS's parents also came over. Her Dad (see pic) loves me, her Mom not so much. I want to kiss the lady, but all she does is scream "Yark, Yark, Yark".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No major mess to report. RS is very happy about that, she hopes I can keep it up. I listen to her when she speaks most of the time. She really means business!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to scratching the hell out of the carpets again before I can hog the bed again. I get to stay home alone a bit longer tomorrow since RS has volleyball Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28616196-114849036518435880?l=rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/feeds/114849036518435880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28616196&amp;postID=114849036518435880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114849036518435880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28616196/posts/default/114849036518435880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rox-star--chase-the-month-long-tour.blogspot.com/2006/05/day23-roxstar-discovered-that-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Chase</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00594331998079587475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28616196.post-114840942274541143</id><published>2006-05-23T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:03:20.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one - all good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/1600/Chase%20&amp;%20Rox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8058/3033/320/Chase%20%26%20Rox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My masters have left for a long trip to Europe. I spent the weekend with Uncle Beaver and Caro along with my cousin Paco. I came back home to find Roxane, aka: Rox-Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit confused, went looking for Mom and Dad crying all over the house. Rox-Star opened every door at my request for me to see if they we're hidding in there. She had to open them, because she seems a bit worried about the condition of the carpets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rox-Star left and came back with luggage. I slowly began understanding that she was to now live with me until Mom and Dad come back home. I helped her unpack - more like sniffed every item she brought in - and decided to take a nap in her things. See the picture attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Mom and Dad an email telling them everything is OK, and not worry about me. Rox-Star has it under control.  Today is the first day she leaves me all alone. I know she is at work and is dying to come home and find if I left her a present or not.  I would like to report that I didnt leave any presents in my house.  I did however,leave my mark at Rox-Star's place.  You should see the size of her cat!!! I was scared shitless!!! But then I ended up on a short leash tied to a chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told I have to try my best because I may just end up sleeping in the garage. Rox-Star is nice, but she means business I'm told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today, keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My parents don't know I'm keeping a blog. 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