<?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-152269834631628672</id><updated>2012-01-05T11:25:57.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls - Dizzy &amp; Sally</title><subtitle type='html'>The thoughts from two Girl Kittys as they live with TWO Slobbery Hound Things and the Three Lesser Species!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-1159123509936989551</id><published>2009-05-17T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:34:54.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a rough couple of months. I've been doing fine, but poor Sally has been very, very ill. She would just lay around, not even play at all. And then she wouldn't use the litter box. I was appalled, but she wouldn't talk to me. And then she got some huge open sores on her back legs. The Lesser Species took her to the Pokey place, and she came back and they forced little white circles down her throat! At first she was so sick, she didn't even fight them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the past couple of days, she's actually come out and sat on the Lesser Species' laps, and even has accepted some skritches.  And I'm not totally sure, but I think she might even be using the box again! And when the Slobbery Hound Things get around her now, she actually has the energy to growl and tell them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, she'll feel well enough to blog in the next day or two!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-1159123509936989551?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/1159123509936989551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=1159123509936989551' title='132 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1159123509936989551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1159123509936989551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>132</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-5531334298507707888</id><published>2009-03-01T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:25:15.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Lesser Female</title><content type='html'>She says she goes away everyday so that we can eat - what's up with that? And then she explains that she works for some See Pee A - and she says it's "Tax Time" and she's so busy that she can't set us up to post on our very own blog - that when she's home, she has to have the laptop to herself. What a selfish creature.&lt;br /&gt;She is now waiting for the Slobbery Hound Creatures to come in from outside (what the heck? why do they want to go outside? it's freaking cold out there), so she said I could have the laptop for a minute or two.&lt;br /&gt;I have some bad news. I think Sally isn't feeling well. She refuses to play, doesn't groom herself at all, is losing hair, does circles around the 2 seated comfy seating thing, and has also - {gulp} stopped using the litter box. I hear the Lesser Female Species talk about trying to get her to the Pokey Place, and I wonder what's going to happen next. It has even been mentioned that she might not come home.&lt;br /&gt;Then who am I going to complain to?&lt;br /&gt;I need to go throw up somewhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5531334298507707888?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5531334298507707888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5531334298507707888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5531334298507707888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5531334298507707888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-lesser-female.html' title='Stupid Lesser Female'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-7527269897769544295</id><published>2008-12-25T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:25:25.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been great around here! The Male Lesser Species took the Slobbery Hound Things in the Rolling Box Thingy and came back WITHOUT THEM!!!! Could this be our Catmas Present? Did Santa Paws convince the Lesser Species that we didn't need Slobbery Hound Things here?&lt;br /&gt;But, then, the Lesser Species got out some big bags and put their Fur Replacement items in them, and then went out the door and they haven't come back. I heard them say something about going to see the Female Lesser Species' parents, someplace called AreKansas - the Male Lesser Species seems to not like AreKansas, but he'll go when the Female Lesser Species tells him there's no choice!&lt;br /&gt;So, here we are, Dizzy and I, all alone with no Slobbery Hound Things!!! But, we also don't have the Lesser Species to give us skritches. Good and bad together. Dizzy is still crying all the time. Here it is, Catmas, and no message from The Boy. Nothing. She is inconsolable.  I'm starting to get a bit annoyed. She has a warm, comfy place with food, and the Lesser Species will pet her if she asks. What more can she ask for. Geesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-7527269897769544295?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/7527269897769544295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=7527269897769544295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7527269897769544295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7527269897769544295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/12/gone.html' title='Gone!!!!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-4707580553630449834</id><published>2008-12-17T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T16:52:16.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems, problems, problems</title><content type='html'>Well, first of all, the Female Lesser Species came down with some bug called Flu. So, her laptop wasn't opened for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;And then, well, Dizzy asked me to tell you out there in the Cat Realm... she's been too depressed to lift her tail. She cries constantly (and it's driving me crazy, but as her sister, I put up with it - some). She runs into the Lesser Species sleeping room and hides under the big comfy sleeping mat, and won't come out for nothing. Not even a cat treat. The Lesser Species have even tried the Fun Weed with her - it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;You see, about a month ago, The Boy and the Lesser Species got into a pretty big yelling match. And then The Boy left. Gone. Not even a goodbye to poor Dizzy (or his mother). He left and moved to some place they call Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy had been beside herself. She has lost weight, can't sleep, won't play. It's pitiful. And I'm actually feeling her pain too - I can't even get myself groomed correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Please send happy meows to Dizzy. We're all hoping that Santa Paws might bring something nice to make her purr again. (like a note from The Boy telling her she is still his baby...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-4707580553630449834?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/4707580553630449834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=4707580553630449834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4707580553630449834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4707580553630449834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/12/problems-problems-problems.html' title='Problems, problems, problems'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-5537863969915605031</id><published>2008-09-09T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:07:16.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving?</title><content type='html'>Oh man, the Boy got a job today - he starts next Monday. And he told me he was going to save up and move to his own place.&lt;br /&gt;But - this time he says he's going to take ME! The Male Lesser Species told him that we have to take Sally if the Boy is going to take me. I guess that's ok, she IS my adopted sis.&lt;br /&gt;At least we have a few more months here, and he won't be driving me too far - I really don't like the car - I get sick, very sick.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we'll see what happens now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5537863969915605031?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5537863969915605031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5537863969915605031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5537863969915605031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5537863969915605031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving.html' title='Moving?'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-4983394418693476478</id><published>2008-09-07T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:28:07.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Sally</title><content type='html'>Well, it took the Female Lesser Species long enough to get the hint!&lt;br /&gt;We were just getting into the Cat Blogosphere, and loving meeting all of you - and then she TAKES THE LAPTOP AWAY FROM US!!!&lt;br /&gt;She says something about taking a class in something called digi-scrapping (what-ever!), and she's been doing "layouts" like crazy - and not letting any of us (not even the Slobbery Hound Things) on to the computer to even say hello!&lt;br /&gt;So, I did something I normally don't do - I actually got up in her LAP. Yes, me - the Queen of Disinterest - got up on her LAP right next to her laptop and let her skritch me for a long time! (well, yes, THAT wasn't so bad!) So tonight, she FINALLY got the hint, and let me get back on and say hi to everyone! But, being the selfish pig-head the Female Lesser Species said I could only get on for a few minutes. What's up with that? I DESERVE time on the laptop - I LET her give me skritches! Doesn't that count for something?&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-4983394418693476478?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/4983394418693476478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=4983394418693476478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4983394418693476478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4983394418693476478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-sally.html' title='From Sally'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-1502317116255811129</id><published>2008-08-18T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T18:00:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geesh!</title><content type='html'>You would think the Female Lesser Species would get it - when she gets up in the morning, and sits on the Porcelain Litter Box, I expect to get skritches. She's not doing anything important. So, I need attention.&lt;br /&gt;I try to tell her that - I tell her at the top of my lungs, and she yells at me that it's too early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is some skritches and then I'd be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Lesser Species.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-1502317116255811129?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/1502317116255811129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=1502317116255811129' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1502317116255811129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1502317116255811129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/08/geesh.html' title='Geesh!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-5931052610880618299</id><published>2008-08-16T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:29:59.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SKdTmTTSIOI/AAAAAAAAABs/YYTvo0wsvr8/s1600-h/Sprout-Candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SKdTmTTSIOI/AAAAAAAAABs/YYTvo0wsvr8/s200/Sprout-Candles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235245009322778850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It's a sad day. We've been visiting some other blogs, and noticed something in almost all of them. The Female Lesser Species looked over our paws and started to leak water out of her eyes. Even tho we don't know them very well, we want to send our mews and purrs to the family of Violet "Sprout". We had the Female Lesser Species copy this purrty picture and hope no one is mad cause we wanted to send our sympathies to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm gonna go hug the Boy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5931052610880618299?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5931052610880618299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5931052610880618299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5931052610880618299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5931052610880618299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/08/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SKdTmTTSIOI/AAAAAAAAABs/YYTvo0wsvr8/s72-c/Sprout-Candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-3401268041520716714</id><published>2008-08-08T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T20:10:55.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the big deal?</title><content type='html'>Ok, that Boy is here and Dizzy seems to be in seventh heaven. I, on the other hand, have lost my spot downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm spending time upstairs where the Slobbery Hound Things chase me, and the Lesser Species just doesn't understand that I do NOT want to be picked up, but they must pet me when I ask. And then I even grace the Female Lesser Species with my presence, jumping up to let her pet me, and she had the gall to tell me to get down! I guess this thing on tv has her full attention. I would think *I* would be given full attention, but no, we have to let the Female Lesser Species watch all these strange people walk around some track. She says this only happens once every four years, and not to bother her at all during the two weeks it's going on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the big deal is, there aren't any cats involved, so it can't be that interesting. I mean, the Female Lesser Species COULD keep her eyes on the big picture shower and just use her hand to smooth my beautiful fur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-3401268041520716714?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/3401268041520716714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=3401268041520716714' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3401268041520716714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3401268041520716714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-big-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the big deal?'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-4806387167362684394</id><published>2008-07-29T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:06:42.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Here!</title><content type='html'>Well, the Boy made it home yesterday! I got lovins and skritches and pettins! The Male Lesser Species was gone for a few days and came home with the Boy! Sally isn't too excited, but she's not a lovey like me!&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy, I even let the Gold Slobbery Hound Thing sniff my tail area!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-4806387167362684394?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/4806387167362684394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=4806387167362684394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4806387167362684394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4806387167362684394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/07/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-8884480154181724520</id><published>2008-07-22T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:16:56.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home to Stay!</title><content type='html'>Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!!!! The Boy is coming home to STAY!!! I guess it didn't work out where he is now, and he called the Male Lesser Species and asked to come home!!!! I was outside the big sleeping room after they Lesser Species had closed the door in my face - and I heard the Ringy Box make noise and then the Male Lesser Species was talking. Next thing I know, the Lesser Species are coming out and talking about how the Boy wants to come home!!!! They also talked about him finding a job and some other junk - but all I cared about was the Boy is coming back to me!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Male Lesser Species is going this weekend (whatever a weekend is) and getting the Boy! It's just about all the Lesser Species talks about! They seem excited, but I know I'm THRILLED!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go and get some grooming done! I want my black coat sleek and shiny when I greet the Boy at the front door!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-8884480154181724520?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/8884480154181724520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=8884480154181724520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8884480154181724520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8884480154181724520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/07/coming-home-to-stay.html' title='Coming Home to Stay!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-3364506828704157407</id><published>2008-07-16T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:19:06.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My turn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH6O2sn2YVI/AAAAAAAAABk/vYPr2oDm_YA/s1600-h/Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH6O2sn2YVI/AAAAAAAAABk/vYPr2oDm_YA/s200/Sally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223769688138735954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, It's about time I got my turn on the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Female Lesser Species took the Flashy box and cornered me on the couch right after a nap! I guess I wasn't too upset, as I look pretty good in this photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy wants to go to the Boy, but I know the Lesser Species won't let her, as she gets sick 2 seconds after traveling! I keep telling her she's got it good here - two Slobbery Hound Things to pester, food at all times in the Magic Bowl, and our own Litter Box! We don't have to go outside for anything, and we have soft spots to snooze! And usually the Lesser Species gets it when I insist on skritches, as long as they don't try to pick me up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-3364506828704157407?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/3364506828704157407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=3364506828704157407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3364506828704157407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3364506828704157407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-turn.html' title='My turn!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH6O2sn2YVI/AAAAAAAAABk/vYPr2oDm_YA/s72-c/Sally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-2437615455697655232</id><published>2008-07-15T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:36:24.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, the Boy came for a visit! It was wonderful! He gave me lovings and skritches and held me! I thought this time he'd take me away from these Lesser Species, but it was not to be...&lt;br /&gt;So, when I found out that the Lesser Species were sending a box to the Boy, I decided I had to go!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if there is enough room in the box, but I'm working on it! If I could only get the Lesser Species to get rid of this Harry Pot book thing at the bottom of this box!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH1CcLuix3I/AAAAAAAAABc/atQnWJtHyrU/s1600-h/Dizzy-Box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH1CcLuix3I/AAAAAAAAABc/atQnWJtHyrU/s200/Dizzy-Box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223404194771421042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-2437615455697655232?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/2437615455697655232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=2437615455697655232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2437615455697655232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2437615455697655232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/07/boy.html' title='The BOY!!!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/SH1CcLuix3I/AAAAAAAAABc/atQnWJtHyrU/s72-c/Dizzy-Box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-5154702728409175742</id><published>2008-05-26T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:52:26.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Coming!!!</title><content type='html'>I just heard from the Lesser Species that the Boy is coming home for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will pay attention to me - pet me, love me, give me the Fun Drug, and I will be Queen again! Sally doesn't care one way or the other, but I'm looking forward to seeing the Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think he's going to stay, but I will at least be the Queen of the house again for a little while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lesser Species are away this weekend - and the Slobbery Hound Things are gone too! Sally and I have been having a lot of fun, pushing stuff off the big cold box, and off the table! And we have been hacking up some hairballs to "welcome" them all back when they come back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5154702728409175742?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5154702728409175742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5154702728409175742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5154702728409175742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5154702728409175742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/05/hes-coming.html' title='He&apos;s Coming!!!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-3016006794978160350</id><published>2008-04-11T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:14:30.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Home..</title><content type='html'>Well, they were only gone a couple of daylights, but the Lesser Species came back. I guess it's ok, since they do fill the feed bowl and the water. BUT then, just a little bit after they got home, they left and brought back the Slobbery Hound Things! WHY oh, WHY can't they just leave them where ever it is that they go?&lt;br /&gt;The big Golden Slobbery Hound Thing immediately chased me. My beautiful black and white fur is disturbed now. I need to find a shoulder to meow on. Or at least a warm blanket to curl up in and take a bath.&lt;br /&gt;Sally just stays downstairs and curls up on the big sitting thing - at least the Slobbery Hound Things can't get to us downstairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-3016006794978160350?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/3016006794978160350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=3016006794978160350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3016006794978160350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3016006794978160350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/04/their-home.html' title='They&apos;re Home..'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-5655468675000870313</id><published>2008-04-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T18:43:18.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Time!</title><content type='html'>Well, we've been begging and begging for the Female Lesser Species to let us use the laptop, but she keeps saying no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we watched as they packed the fake fur skin stuff - we don't quite understand the fact that they have skin stuff that they layer with other skin stuff. We like our own real coats - but they have to cover their own real skin. Go figure. And they put them in these big bags and drag them to the scary rumbly thing and put it in the scary rumbly thing's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they left with BOTH Slobbery Hound Things, and DIDN'T COME BACK!!! We have food, a clean litter box and a full water bottle dish... and they left on the computer down stairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are sneaking on and telling everyone - It's wonderful to have the whole living space to ourselves. We're trying to throw up in every corner, so the Lesser Species don't find it for a while! And we've scattered out litter all over the place! And we're planning to push everything off the countertops tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll teach the Female Lesser Species to not let us have the laptop. She promised we could use it more, and then she gets busy again. Wench. We'll teach them. Bring on the crystal!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5655468675000870313?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5655468675000870313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5655468675000870313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5655468675000870313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5655468675000870313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/04/about-time.html' title='About Time!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-547078676391832614</id><published>2008-03-12T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T19:16:17.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippy Skippy the Big Slobbery Hound Thing is 1 Year old</title><content type='html'>Well, it took the Female Lesser Species long enough to let us get back on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Friday was the Big Golden Slobbery Hound Thing's birthday. Like anyone cared. He's such a pain in my rump. Literally. Everytime I finally get one of the Lesser Species to let me relax on their soft, warm shoulders, that Big Golden Slobbery Hound Thing sticks his cold wet nose up my rumpus and pushes me forward. What a pain. I keep telling him to leave me alone, and I even give him the royal hiss, but he just doesn't get it. What an imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Lesser Species go and celebrate this Big Golden Slobbery Hound Thing's first birthday. He and the Other Slobbery Hound Thing got cake and ice cream. What did Sally and I get? Nothing, nada. Not even a bit of cake, not a lick of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I've been a bit under the weather, and have had to hack up some hairballs on their new carpet? I DESERVE cake and ice cream. I allow them to pet me and grace them with my presence, and I don't get one little taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little do they know I've hacked up hairballs all over the family room in the basement! Take that you Lesser Species!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-547078676391832614?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/547078676391832614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=547078676391832614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/547078676391832614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/547078676391832614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/03/yippy-skippy-big-slobbery-hound-thing.html' title='Yippy Skippy the Big Slobbery Hound Thing is 1 Year old'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-6920275764935266062</id><published>2008-02-03T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:24:40.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Female Lesser Species</title><content type='html'>I have found out that the Female Lesser Species has a much more padded shoulder to curl up on. She says she going to some Watching Place to watch her softness go away, but for now I'm enjoying the cushyness.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, she sits and pushes me down all the time. I tell her off, but she just tells me I make a better door than a window. Like a CAT could ever be a door. Or a window. What's up with this? No wonder they are a Lesser Species!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm slowly getting over the Boy leaving. The Female Lesser Species does let me get into the Boy's sleeping area, and so I get some sniffing time. I still miss him... but at least I wasn't subject to a long trip in the pukey machine. I hate the pukey machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-6920275764935266062?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/6920275764935266062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=6920275764935266062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6920275764935266062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6920275764935266062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/02/female-lesser-species.html' title='The Female Lesser Species'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-3597950167120985126</id><published>2008-01-21T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:46:16.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VWiMDsacI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ngcB7R-jYk8/s1600-h/Calvin-n-Dizzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VWiMDsacI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ngcB7R-jYk8/s320/Calvin-n-Dizzy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158124093575031234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Dizzy said I could type this one, as she's still so upset, she can hardly do her bathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy Lesser Species has left her. Just up and left. He told the Male and Female Lesser Species one night right after Christmas, and he left the next morning. He was moving to Georgia with his birth grandparents that he hasn't seen in at least 9 years. He didn't take Dizzy either (of course, with her tendency of getting sick in the Moving Box, that was probably good for her, but she won't listen to me at this point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Female Lesser Species did get a picture of her and the Boy Lesser Species right before he left - can you tell she wasn't happy with him leaving?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VXBcDsadI/AAAAAAAAABE/VoM3rDPD8rA/s1600-h/Sally-Held.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VXBcDsadI/AAAAAAAAABE/VoM3rDPD8rA/s200/Sally-Held.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158124630445943250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as I hate to be held (see next photo), I didn't really care if the Boy Lesser Species went or not... but I was kinda glad he didn't leave with Dizzy - who else would the Slobbery Hound Things chase if she was gone? ME! Yes, ME! Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Female and Male Lesser Species are doing something really strange. Every couple of days, our house is changed. First the colors on the walls change. Then stuff gets moved all over (I was really upset when they moved the High Spot on me - it's much harder to get up there now). And today - some Lesser Species came in and put this stinky stuff on the ground (it's soft, and the Female Lesser Species says the smell will go away after they bring out the Noisy Sucking Machine a few times), and then they bring in new Sitting Cushions. Three of them. I'm still deciding if they are cushy enough for my beautiful fur to shed on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VYbsDsaeI/AAAAAAAAABM/58GMEWwRi_w/s1600-h/Dizzy-Help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VYbsDsaeI/AAAAAAAAABM/58GMEWwRi_w/s200/Dizzy-Help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158126180929137122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s a picture of Dizzy (before the Boy Lesser Species left her - when she was still happy) - helping with the color changing. She said she was willing to help - but&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VYosDsafI/AAAAAAAAABU/OrJtUKeGpyU/s1600-h/Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VYosDsafI/AAAAAAAAABU/OrJtUKeGpyU/s200/Sally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158126404267436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think she just liked being up Semi-High! Also, I found a nice photo the Female Lesser Species took of me, and since I don't want Dizzy to have more photos on here than me, I decided to grace you with my beautiful fur! I hate the Flashy Box, so the Female Lesser Species was lucky to get this one of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-3597950167120985126?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/3597950167120985126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=3597950167120985126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3597950167120985126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3597950167120985126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-christmas.html' title='What a Christmas'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/R5VWiMDsacI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ngcB7R-jYk8/s72-c/Calvin-n-Dizzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-7032057141357870953</id><published>2007-12-25T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:08:01.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mewy Christmas everyone!</title><content type='html'>Sally and I wanted to extend our happiest, purriest Mewy Christmas to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;I am now over my cold, it wasn't nice, but I let the Female Lesser Species hold me and pamper me a bit - that was ok!&lt;br /&gt;Sally is now playing with me again. She is such a KittyDiva. Like a cold would kill her. I survived.&lt;br /&gt;Santa Paws brought us a wonderful sock filled with the Feel Good Grass. Sally and I took turns rolling in it. I love Feel Good Grass.&lt;br /&gt;The Female Lesser Species said our sock will help homeless kitties around here. I don't know how, but anything to help those poor babies. (She also said it will help homeless Slobbery Hounds Things, and in the spirit of Mewy Christmas, I guess that's ok.) I guess we all need to be thankful that we have a warm place to sleep and Lesser Species to cater to our every whim.&lt;br /&gt;Have a very Mewy Christmas and I hope Santa Paws brought you everything on your list! (If not, go ahead and hack up a hair ball on the Lesser Species clothing - it doesn't matter if you are naughty or nice at this point!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-7032057141357870953?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/7032057141357870953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=7032057141357870953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7032057141357870953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7032057141357870953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/12/mewy-christmas-everyone.html' title='Mewy Christmas everyone!'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-9036514508103569773</id><published>2007-12-19T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:23:16.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, I FINALLY get a chance to get my paws on the computer. The Female Lesser Species has been hogging it forever - she says she's working on photos of Seniors... I think she's just trying to show some dominance (yah, like a Lesser Species will ever dominate those of the Catdom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been quite a month. Another Female Lesser Species, who says she is the sister of the Male Lesser Species of the house, has been coming over here and putting color on the walls, and it smells. And they moved stuff. And they put in a slippery floor in the food room. And they all seem happy about all of the chaos they are causing. I am just now getting back to coming upstairs and allowing them to stroke my beautiful grey fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy didn't grab the computer this time. She went to the Demon's Place - where they stick things up your hiney, and poke you with sharp things - I know she was there - she smelled like it all yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy came home and told me that she had a cold. A Cold? I thought that was something only the Lesser Species got. And I have to avoid her for a few days. Or I might get a Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just too bothersome right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-9036514508103569773?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/9036514508103569773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=9036514508103569773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/9036514508103569773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/9036514508103569773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/12/sallys-thoughts.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-8414999010875652519</id><published>2007-11-19T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:16:02.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!! The Female Lesser Species is finally getting done with most of her so-called 2nd job - something that has to do with the flashy box thing. The only thing I like about it, is that a lot of people come to visit and I get lots of scritches! I also get to play behind the big fabric thing that hangs from the ceiling! And some people even bring bags for me to explore in!&lt;br /&gt;The Female Lesser Species has been getting better from being so sick, and she had to get on the computer a lot lately, so she could work on the pictures she takes downstairs. And so she hasn't let us on the computer at all lately.&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy here. About 2 weeks ago, the Male Lesser Species had his female litter mate come over - and the next thing we know, stuff is being moved, smelly colored stuff is being put on the walls, the floor in the eating room is not there anymore! The Female Lesser Species keeps grabbing the flashy box and flashing all over the eating room and the main room, and keeps oohhhing and ahhhing over this "remodeling" as she calls it.&lt;br /&gt;All Sally and I know is that our High Spot on the china holder is no longer accessible, the Lesser Species has moved it to the other wall, and now Sally and I don't have the counter to launch off of! We have voiced our displeasure, but they just don't understand!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have even hacked up a hairball in their sleeping room, but they still don't get it! Oh how I wish I still had claws to really show how much I want my High Spot back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-8414999010875652519?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/8414999010875652519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=8414999010875652519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8414999010875652519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8414999010875652519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/11/dizzys-diatribe.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-3898376593757141581</id><published>2007-09-30T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T13:40:40.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts 9-30-07</title><content type='html'>I finally get a chance at the computer. The Female Lesser Species has been "sick" all of September, and she is just now letting me get my paws back on our blog.&lt;br /&gt;She SAYS she had bronk-eye-tis at the beginning of the month, and complained all the time about starting a new "job" with this thing - and THEN she finds out from some ex-ray thing that she had new-moan-yah and had to take this tiny little pill for a while. THEN she says she's getting a rash and finds out that was a yeast infection on her skin.&lt;br /&gt;So, now the house smells like some stinky powder she smears on herself all the time - some Gold thing.&lt;br /&gt;I was getting sick of the smell, so when she opened the door to the back yard this morning, I decided to take a little stroll outside.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot I hate the outside. There are so many dangerous things - like trees I can't climb because I don't have sharpies on my front feet. And a group of long eared beings that live over by the fence.&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness the Male Lesser Species decided to go in the house not too long after I tried my escape... when he opened that back door, I was able to run back inside where food is plentiful and the litter box is ready, and where I can go up high on the china cabinet! I don't think I'm gonna try that again for a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-3898376593757141581?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/3898376593757141581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=3898376593757141581' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3898376593757141581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/3898376593757141581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/09/sallys-thoughts-9-30-07.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts 9-30-07'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-7223216650205490831</id><published>2007-08-16T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T16:27:35.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/Rst02pbJaKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EGGf2_7PEAM/s1600-h/IMG_6170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/Rst02pbJaKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EGGf2_7PEAM/s320/IMG_6170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101299485108693154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM MORTIFIED! The Female Lesser Species came home the other day with a big box. Now, I was happy about the box - that means a new Hidey-Hole - but then she took out what was IN the box - and I AM MORTIFIED!&lt;br /&gt;Because, she brought out two TOILETS!&lt;br /&gt;Two porcelain toilets. And you know what she is using them for?&lt;br /&gt;OUR WATER DISHES!&lt;br /&gt;They put this jug of water upsidedown in the toilet tank area, and the bowl fills up with water. The Lesser Species thinks it just hilarious - oh fun-ny, really fun-ny.&lt;br /&gt;And I AM EXPECTED TO DRINK OUT OF THAT!&lt;br /&gt;Of course it's wonderful for the Slobbery Hound Things - but I am much more refined!&lt;br /&gt;But, the Lesser Species refuses to use anything else. And of course, I'm NOT going to use the Porcelain Litter Box in the Big Litter room! I mean, really! That's where the Lesser Species go to - well, you know! DISGUSTING!&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to hack up a hairball and let them know how I feel about this! A TOILET BOWL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-7223216650205490831?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/7223216650205490831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=7223216650205490831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7223216650205490831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/7223216650205490831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/08/sallys-thoughts.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/Rst02pbJaKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/EGGf2_7PEAM/s72-c/IMG_6170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-8503445720522972959</id><published>2007-08-10T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:46:22.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>You would think that if the Female Lesser Species would get a NEW laptop, she would let us use the old one! But... NOOOOO... she gives it to the Male Lesser Species.&lt;br /&gt;And then the Female Lesser Species tells us that she's too busy doing some digiscrapping updating (whatever that is - proof they are a Lesser Species) - for us to even quickly get on and do our blogging.  And the Male Lesser Species is doing some kind of formatting the hard drive on the old one... who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Are we not The Girls? Do we not deserve blogging time? When did these Lesser Species think they can rule us?&lt;br /&gt;At least the Boy Lesser Species came home for a short time last week. I got lots of kisses and skritches and loving.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, almost too much. It got to be a bit overdone, and I had to run downstairs for a while. But, it was nice to see him home from the college place, even if it was only for a few hours. At least he was willing to protect me from the Slobbery Hound Things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-8503445720522972959?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/8503445720522972959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=8503445720522972959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8503445720522972959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8503445720522972959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/08/dizzys-diatribe_10.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-1284040508415530137</id><published>2007-08-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:33:07.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>Oh man! I thought we were in heaven! The Lesser Species took the Slobbery Hound Things (both of them) and disappeared for 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;Then only the Lesser Species came back! Now, this is good, as I do want my litterbox cleaned occasionally, and when the food runs out - I really do want that filled again! Plus, I'm still getting skritches from the Lesser Species... they say it's from the Boy Lesser Species!&lt;br /&gt;Sally and I were in Heaven! No Slobbery Hound Things!&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, the Lesser Species went away and came back with BOTH of the Slobbery Hound Things. Once again we are running for our lives from the Golden Slobbery Hound Thing!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping when we get to the Bridge - there's a separate place for us and the Slobbery Hound Things!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-1284040508415530137?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/1284040508415530137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=1284040508415530137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1284040508415530137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1284040508415530137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/08/dizzys-diatribe.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-8720367029553959151</id><published>2007-07-26T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:39:21.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ah, the Lesser Species did good! The Male Lesser Species and the one they call my "Grandpa" (he's just an OLD Lesser Species!) came home last week with a very tall item! The Female Lesser Species pulled all the stuff in the old cabinet and filled the kitchen table. Then the 2 Male Lesser Species brought in the tall thing and the Female Lesser Species 'Oohed' and 'Ahhed' over it and then opened it up and put the breakables in there.&lt;br /&gt;After some calculations, as I sat on the kitchen counter, I figured the energy needed to jump to the TOP of this tall thing!&lt;br /&gt;How nice to look down at everyone again! And how nice to be out of the reach of the Slobbery Hound Things!&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, looking dow&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkvwPq8uBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lLmEQav1IrU/s1600-h/Sally-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkvwPq8uBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lLmEQav1IrU/s320/Sally-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091653359605954578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n on the Lesser Species!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/Rqkv3vq8uCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VZLr19J9c08/s1600-h/Sally-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/Rqkv3vq8uCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VZLr19J9c08/s320/Sally-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091653488454973474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if I do the math and figure out how to get up here... Dizzy just can't wait to copy me! She watches my angle and acceleration and then gets up there herself! I may be a month younger, but I know more than she does.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkwfPq8uEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8yVkVaCif1Q/s1600-h/Dizzy-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkwfPq8uEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8yVkVaCif1Q/s320/Dizzy-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091654167059806274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh well, the Female Lesser Species also took photos &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkwUfq8uDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dv3i9JuNDQE/s1600-h/Dizzy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkwUfq8uDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dv3i9JuNDQE/s320/Dizzy-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091653982376212530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of her up on the tall item too!&lt;br /&gt;I think I look much more regal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-8720367029553959151?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/8720367029553959151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=8720367029553959151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8720367029553959151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8720367029553959151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/07/sallys-thoughts_26.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DZ3uSEFfYfU/RqkvwPq8uBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lLmEQav1IrU/s72-c/Sally-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-5486108184181068633</id><published>2007-07-22T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:34:49.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, I don't get it. Dizzy whines for a minute about losing the Boy Lesser Species, and all of a sudden she's getting to go into the big sleeping room, she gets carried around, she gets petted.&lt;br /&gt;What about ME? No one is comforting ME! I even braved walking around the Slobbery Hound Things and telling the Lesser Species that I required some attention (ok, do NOT pick me up - I HATE that!) - but did I get petted and scratched? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes later that Dizzy was up on the Male Lesser Species lap and getting a good petting - with BOTH the Slobbery Hound Things right by her! And she hates them more than me!&lt;br /&gt;I need to shed heavily somewhere...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5486108184181068633?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5486108184181068633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5486108184181068633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5486108184181068633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5486108184181068633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/07/sallys-thoughts_22.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-1842158916182409687</id><published>2007-07-16T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T16:38:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>You would think the Male Lesser Species would know not to pick me up and let that Golden Slobbery Hound Thing jump up... he deserved them scratches I left behind on him with my back claws!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure that Golden Slobbery Hound Thing was going to get me! I HAD to jump down! Geesh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the Boy Lesser Species to come home, but the Female Lesser Species explained to me that he started his college classes (whatever those are) today, and it might be a few WEEKS before he comes home to love on me!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go hack up a hairball someplace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-1842158916182409687?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/1842158916182409687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=1842158916182409687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1842158916182409687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/1842158916182409687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/07/dizzys-diatribe_16.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-4885837776092693274</id><published>2007-07-12T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:38:51.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>Oh man! I can't believe it! He left me! I'm stuck here at this house with the two Slobbery Hound Things and the Female and Male Lesser Species!&lt;br /&gt;The Boy Lesser Species, the one who understood me, and loved me, has left this house! The Female Lesser Species was talking with the Male Lesser Species tonight, and they said the Boy had moved into an apartment and will be going to something called college. I'm not sure what that is, but I do know my Boy Lesser Species won't be coming to pet me for a while. I don't know why he didn't take me with him! I miss the Boy Lesser Species! I need attention, I need love, I need kisses!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bummed, I had to jump up on the table and shed a bunch of black hairs! I definitely won't get the attention I deserve now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-4885837776092693274?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/4885837776092693274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=4885837776092693274' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4885837776092693274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4885837776092693274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/07/dizzys-diatribe.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-152269834631628672.post-906367696875785521</id><published>2007-07-05T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:49:45.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am beginning to put up with that new Pup... he doesn't seem to want to chase me - just Dizzy! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;The weather got cooler for a few days and I got to get up HIGH again! I love sitting up on the open door and looking down at everyone! Too bad the Lesser Species doesn't get it - the door should be open all the time so that I may gaze down on everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy will get up on the big Food Box, but the door is even higher than that! I think she's AFRAID!&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Last night there were big BOOMS, and she ran away! I showed her - I stayed out and listened to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-906367696875785521?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/906367696875785521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=906367696875785521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/906367696875785521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/906367696875785521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/07/sallys-thoughts.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-2025034824640101902</id><published>2007-06-22T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:56:27.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>I still can't believe the Lesser Species brought in that golden slobbery hound thing!&lt;br /&gt;He keeps chasing me all over the house, and the only place I can feel safe is on top of the cold Yummy storage box!&lt;br /&gt;I jumped up there last night and when the Female Lesser Species came by to get something out of the cold Yummy storage box, I forgot I was sitting on the door part - and when she opened, it I FELL DOWN!!!! RIGHT ON TOP OF THE GOLDEN SLOBBERY HOUND THING!!!&lt;br /&gt;I freaked out, the golden slobbery hound thing thought I was playing and started to chase me down the hall - and the Female Lesser Species tripped over both of us and almost fell!&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't trying to get away from the golden slobbery hound thing - I would have watched and laughed to myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-2025034824640101902?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/2025034824640101902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=2025034824640101902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2025034824640101902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2025034824640101902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/06/dizzys-diatribe_22.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-4748985684321270068</id><published>2007-06-12T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T16:13:20.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I was really excited this past weekend. The Lesser Species took BOTH of the Slobbery Hound Things away! Along with a bunch of their toys and their Yummys. Dizzy and I weren't sure, but when it got dark out, and there was still no Slobbery Hound Things... we realized they were gone! Gone, gone, gone!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So were the Lesser Species, but they don't bother us as much as the Slobbery Hound Things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was Heaven! I could sleep on back of the Soft Mini-couch Thing, where I used to sleep all the time - until the Lesser Species brought in the baby Golden Slobbery Hound Thing - then I couldn't sleep there, cause he'd jump up and try and bite me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Where oh where are my precious sharp toes? That baby Golden Slobbery Hound Thing needs to be put in his place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;But, just as we were both getting happy about having the house to ourselves... The Lesser Species came back! But, that was ok, it was just the three of them. So, Dizzy sat behind the Female Lesser Species, and I actually got to do my Happy Feet on the soft spot of the Male Lesser Species!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were so happy! Things were the way we believed they should have always been!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, 3 hours later - the Lesser Species went away. And CAME BACK WITH BOTH OF THOSE SLOBBERY HOUND THINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so upset I think I need to shed all over the furniture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-4748985684321270068?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/4748985684321270068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=4748985684321270068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4748985684321270068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/4748985684321270068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/06/sallys-thoughts_12.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-5881075193269416132</id><published>2007-06-06T18:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:13:23.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am still getting used to that baby golden slobbery hound thing! I guess he thinks he rules this house! If I had a clue where my beautiful, sharp front claws went, I could take care of that thing! Sally, the ScardeyCat, spends most of her time down in the lower levels of the house...&lt;br /&gt;I spend most of my time sitting behind the Female Lesser Species and let her AND that baby golden slobbery hound thing know how upset I am! I may be sleek and beautiful - but I can hiss up a storm with the best of them!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to find an out of the way place and gag up a hairball for them to find later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5881075193269416132?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5881075193269416132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5881075193269416132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5881075193269416132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5881075193269416132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/06/dizzys-diatribe.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-6420546494470850529</id><published>2007-06-03T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:18:56.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, it's been very interesting around her the past week. First of all, the Lesser Species brings in a baby Golden Slobbery Hound Thing and let it roam free upstairs during the day. At least they blocked off the stairs - so Dizzy and I have the downstairs to ourselves. Not as comfy as the back of the love seat, but acceptable (as long as that little Golden Slobbery Hound Thing doesn't get down there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, oh, yes, and then, two nights ago, the Lesser Species allowed the Male Lesser Species Sister in the house, and she brought a Mini-Lesser Species. This thing was about 1/3 the height of the Lesser Species, and all this thing wanted to do was ATTACK me! While everyone was cooing over this Mini-Lesser Species' golden curls - it was trying to get to me! This was the only time I actually LIKED the baby Golden Slobbery Hound Thing - cause he wanted to play with her... and that would take the Mini-Lesser Species' attention away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it - life was good about 2 weeks ago, now it's all messed up! I think I need to get a good hairball going and let them know my anger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-6420546494470850529?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/6420546494470850529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=6420546494470850529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6420546494470850529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6420546494470850529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/06/sallys-thoughts.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-6428925784784196198</id><published>2007-05-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:03:30.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!! I can't believe it! I can just now type about it. The Lesser Species of this house have brought in ANOTHER Slobbery Hound Thing!!!!! The Lesser Species say he's a "Golden Retriever" - whatever - all I know is he's a Slobbery Hound Thing! This horrible event happened this past Saturday, and I'm just now calm enough to tell you about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one, well, this one - IS A BABY!!!! At least that's what I hear the Lesser Species say! They say "Isn't this baby adorable! Look at that sweet face! He looks like a Teddy Bear!" Blah, blah, blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to be sick. Wretching sick! All over their important papers sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally and I TRIED to let them know we did NOT appreciate this thing. We PUFFED, we HISSED, we SPIT!!!! And they STILL let this thing in the house! OUR house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this "Baby" doesn't get it. He still comes after us, I think he wants to play, I don't know - I don't stay around to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I waited for the Female Lesser Species to come to the Porcelain Litter Box so I could get some attention - and What Does She Do? SHE BRINGS THAT THING INTO THE LITTER ROOM TO KEEP AN EYE ON HIM!!!! And does she let me out? NOOOOOO!!!! I had to spend almost 20 whole minutes with that "Baby" Slobbery Hound Thing barking his sharp little bark at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to throw up on one of her shoes. Big freaking hair ball time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-6428925784784196198?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/6428925784784196198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=6428925784784196198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6428925784784196198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6428925784784196198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/dizzys-diatribe_30.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-6707037160546453924</id><published>2007-05-23T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:23:39.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>Something isn't quite right. I mean, really not right. Both the Male and Female Lesser Species came home after taking that Slobbery Hound Thing in the horrible four wheeled moving thing - and they smelled like ANOTHER Slobbery Hound!!!! ANOTHER!&lt;br /&gt;I sniffed and sniffed and told the Female Lesser Species that I was a bit confused and wanted to know why she was cheating on us with ANOTHER Slobbery Hound Thing.&lt;br /&gt;A bit later, I snuck up and sat behind her head as she was using MY computer... and I SAW. Yes, I SAW - there was a picture of the Female Lesser Species with a gold looking Slobbery Hound. She was typing out a letter, saying she is adopting a new FurKid.&lt;br /&gt;How could she even think of bringing ANOTHER Slobbery Hound Thing into this house?&lt;br /&gt;I believe it is time to sneeze into her bowl of precious milk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-6707037160546453924?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/6707037160546453924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=6707037160546453924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6707037160546453924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6707037160546453924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/dizzys-diatribe_23.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-5670561137605160539</id><published>2007-05-22T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:38:58.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last night the Male Lesser Species went in the Big Outdoors to suck on that firestick and let the Slobbery Hound Thing to use the Outdoor Litterbox. Well, with the door partially open, I was able to figure a way to get up HIGH! Way up HIGH! I can get on top of the door! I've seen Dizzy up there a few times, but she never shared the secret to getting so HIGH! But, last night I figured it out!&lt;br /&gt;So, I was enjoying looking down at our Domain, and what does the Male Lesser Species do??? Well, he decides to come in - and HE SHUT THE DOOR! He didn't see me up in my lofty perch, and he shut the darn door!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up being pushed off and really had to twist to make sure my little paws hit the ground first.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have explained that I hate to be held by the Lesser Species, but geesh, I would have forgave him if he would have picked me up and put me down!&lt;br /&gt;I taught them though - I spent the night downstairs. They were not graced with my presence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-5670561137605160539?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/5670561137605160539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=5670561137605160539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5670561137605160539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/5670561137605160539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-are-they-thinking.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-6499448057317200587</id><published>2007-05-18T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:58:24.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy's Diatribe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I don't get it! These Lesser Species just don't understand. I sit outside their door to the Sleeping Room, and let them know I want in. When the Female Lesser Species gets up, I try to explain that I would like to join them, but she ignores me and heads straight for the Porcelain Litter Box. How rude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I follow and jump up on the counter and try to explain again... and she finishes up, and promptly puts me on her shoulder. Now, that's my favorite place in the world to be - on the Lesser Species' shoulder (as long as they are moving around) - so I started to let her know by purring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So how does she reward me? Opens the door to the Sleeping Room and throws me onto the Male Lesser Species!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I, of course, punished both of them by just standing on the other side of the big comfy Sleeping Pillow and told them off. Why can't they understand me? I guess that shows their intelligence!&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to either come curl up on the big comfy Sleeping Pillow with them or have one of them carry me around for a while on their shoulder. Geesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-6499448057317200587?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/6499448057317200587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=6499448057317200587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6499448057317200587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/6499448057317200587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/dizzys-diatribe.html' title='Dizzy&apos;s Diatribe'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-8397039171154475335</id><published>2007-05-17T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:30:09.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Like I'm going to let Dizzy have all the fun! Humpf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I am NOT chunky, I'm pleasingly rounded. Dizzy is so skinny, she is just bones. I tell her we can eat all we want, but she says her meetabowlism is too high - whatever that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Lesser Species saved me from that horrible pound place and forced me to live in a huge comfy house with room for running and a nice place on the loveseat for me to sleep on. I love to confuse the Lesser Species by walking up to them and meowing like I want something, and then running away when they try to pet me! I love that game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Another game I love is getting on the lap of the Male Lesser Species and kneading this really soft area between his legs. It's so soft, I can knead and knead and knead forever - but he usually yelps and pushes me off. How rude! Once in a great while I will grace the Female Lesser Species with my presence, but she's just soft all over, and I never can figure out where to knead on her - so I usually give up after a minute and jump down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Lesser Species say I have the attitude - and I say "of course!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-8397039171154475335?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/8397039171154475335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=8397039171154475335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8397039171154475335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/8397039171154475335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/sallys-thoughts.html' title='Sally&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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-152269834631628672.post-2590654629867629630</id><published>2007-05-17T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T14:43:58.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Try</title><content type='html'>This is our first try on blogging. Sally keeps telling me to move over, but I'm the faster typer with my smaller paws. She just doesn't like being a bit chunkier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are two girl cats that were rescued from a horrible place someone called "the pound" by our new Slaves - Jewely and her son Calvin. I supposedly am "owned" by Calvin (yah, right - we cats know how that goes, don't we?!), and Sally is supposedly "owned" by Jewely. We let them think it, as the Lesser Species really don't have a clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a beautiful tuxedo girl, who loves to play with that ring that comes off the Milk Jug. I can play with those for hours - until the Bubba Dog gets to it. I don't know why anyone would keep that Slobbery Hound Thing, but the Lesser Species seem to like him. And he was also saved from that horrible place called "the pound" - but he was saved from some place called Georgia, and we think that has messed with his brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally, or Silly Sally (which IS her complete name - but she prefers to be call Sweet Sally - yah, right, like I'm ever going to call her that) comes from a different litter, and we are forced to live together - which is ok, since I need someone to pounce on! She just won't play Milk Jug Ring toss with me... so I ignore her most of the time. And she actually RUBS against the Slobbery Hound Thing, like she actually likes him - ick! Of course, he won't chase her cause she sucks up to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are both approximately 2 years old this summer - but I'm a tad bit older, and I don't let Sally forget it! The only thing both of us likes is that wonderful stuff the Lesser Species call "Catnip" - we call it "Heaven in a Weed"! The Lesser Species don't let us have it much, as they complain it makes us nutty - but it is soooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we shall see what happens with posting. I might let Sally get on once in a while to post something, but it takes her sooo long with those chunky paws!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/152269834631628672-2590654629867629630?l=dizzynsally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/feeds/2590654629867629630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=152269834631628672&amp;postID=2590654629867629630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2590654629867629630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/152269834631628672/posts/default/2590654629867629630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dizzynsally.blogspot.com/2007/05/our-first-try.html' title='Our First Try'/><author><name>The Girls - Dizzy &amp;amp; Sally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07984817282033537766</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></feed>
