<?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-20156914</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:03:31.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maltese Mommy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20156914.post-113867550160019207</id><published>2006-01-30T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T06:20:00.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maltese chat</title><content type='html'>Our chat room is now open for live chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thesmithtownpoetrysociety.com/test/chat.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come join in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113867550160019207?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113867550160019207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113867550160019207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113867550160019207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113867550160019207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2006/01/maltese-chat_30.html' title='Maltese chat'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578735732999251</id><published>2005-12-28T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:03:23.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maltesemommystore.thesmithtownpoetrysociety.com/287482.pls" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - 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Santa paws will come and leave me some COOKIES!!! under the tree.If you are Watching Santa I didn't mean to chew the wire under the tree. Mom is working on getting an adapter and I am confident the tree will light again.Mom was so happy I was ok she loves me more than that tree! She was spending a lot of time with that tree, she bought it all kind of beautiful balls &amp;amp; toys and gave them to that tree right in front of me! Then the beautiful strand of lights collar, that was it I had had it, I chewed that strand of lights and zap, well I am truly sorry Santa and I promise I won't do it again, so could we over look it this time, please? I was good most of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578158951380952?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578158951380952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578158951380952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578158951380952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578158951380952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis The Season'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578148749988734</id><published>2005-12-28T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:51:27.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosity killed the cat but for awhile I was suspect</title><content type='html'>Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect. He didn't exactly die and neither did dad but it was close...It all happened yesterday I was on my usual dog stroll around the yard and there he was fishing by the pond. Back arched ready to pounce on that little goldfish. I barked "Leave him alone!" and there Cyber, cat was looking wide eyed at me, fur up and away he ran. Good I thought that'll teach him. Pat myself on the back Flurry.Then he flew right over the fence into the neighbors yard he ran, ut oh, ut oh, I'm in trouble. I ran into the house. I could hear the German sheperds deep bark, I watched from the window in fear as the dust flew. Screams and barks, this could not be good.I could see me dog house through the sliding glass door, my future home I presume looked awful cold. I hung my head low as I heard the knock on the door, yep, it was the neighbor (gulp) Rat. Mom &amp;amp; dad flew from the house to the neighbors lawn. I ran out back through the doggie door, ut oh I could see him way up that tree, dad rushed by ladder in hand, mom at his side. Dad braved that ladder to the last rung, while mom held it steady for him. The tree was thin and the ladder was wobbling. It took awhile for dad to get the cat out of that tree. The cat was so scared he peeded first on dad then mom. Oh boy. I went into the dog house and fluffed up the bed, I was in trouble!! Curiosity nearly killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578148749988734?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578148749988734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578148749988734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578148749988734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578148749988734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/curiosity-killed-cat-but-for-awhile-i.html' title='Curiosity killed the cat but for awhile I was suspect'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578131825686842</id><published>2005-12-28T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:48:38.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day!</title><content type='html'>Bad hair day!!! Thanks Mom.&lt;br /&gt;My dad says the butcher job mom has assaulted me with is cruel and incanine punishment. He has warned me never to try this again because he can not bear to look at our poor me. I am having a bad hair day!! Mom has retired her scissors, clippers and such and dad will be taking me for a corrective hair doo.&lt;br /&gt;Regretfully yours,&lt;br /&gt;please send hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Flurry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578131825686842?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578131825686842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578131825686842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578131825686842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578131825686842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day!'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578120541715995</id><published>2005-12-28T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:46:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ruff" My Valentine baby bear</title><content type='html'>"Ruff" My Valentine by Baby bear-&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's Day I got a new sister. She reminds me of a story mom once told me about Goldielocks and the 3 bears. Who's been sleeping in my bed? Who's been playing with my toys? Who's been eating my food? hmmm must be Goldielocks that's who! I thought the 3 bears were ruff on Goldilocks that was life before My baby sister. Mom said Goldielocks was a make believe story, but I know better! She is alive and well and has moved into our house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578120541715995?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578120541715995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578120541715995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578120541715995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578120541715995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/ruff-my-valentine-baby-bear.html' title='&quot;Ruff&quot; My Valentine baby bear'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578112707112193</id><published>2005-12-28T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:45:27.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Diary, DO NOT READ, KEEP OUT!</title><content type='html'>My Diary, Do not read! Private keep your paws out! Only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I heard my name on the news they kept saying Snow Flurry's and I would look at the TV and wonder how do they know who I am? It has been snowing all day when I woke up this morning the snow was still falling!!!! I was so excited I ran out the doggie door "puff" I disappeared into snow, it was bigger than me!!!! Wow this is great. I hopped along my usual dog stroll, went to see how the piggies were doing , they would not come out of the barn. I ran in Snowflakes footprints and made some new ones of my own. I made snowballs! They were all stuck to my fur when I came in! I had little snowballs all over me! This is great hope it snows again tomorrow! Got to go for now it's snow time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578112707112193?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578112707112193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578112707112193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578112707112193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578112707112193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-diary-do-not-read-keep-out.html' title='My Diary, DO NOT READ, KEEP OUT!'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578104418650775</id><published>2005-12-28T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:44:04.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem, My Maltese</title><content type='html'>My Maltese&lt;br /&gt;Is my little one&lt;br /&gt;With a smile that melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My little dust bunnyThat hops along with sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;My little oneWith eyes that sparkle of mischief,&lt;br /&gt;My little angel with tilted haloWith flowing hair&lt;br /&gt;I like to wrap with a bow.--Sheryl Minter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578104418650775?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578104418650775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578104418650775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578104418650775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578104418650775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/poem-my-maltese.html' title='Poem, My Maltese'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578094464565074</id><published>2005-12-28T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:42:24.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow, Tomorrow I love you Tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, Tomorrow I love you Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is tomorrow and I am very excited! I know there will be lots of goodies and CAKE!! I wonder if they will get me some toys? hint hint, can never have too many of thoses!&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's The Day, My Birthday!January 7th&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in my new bed, ahhhhhhh. I had new toys waiting for me when I woke up! An Orca chew toy, some nylabones and a new ball!!! I was so excited I did not know which one to play with first so I decided to play with them all! After breakfast I had a cookie! Snowflake had one too! Mom let me in with the piggies and we played. I gave them a lot of kisses. They gave me some kisses too. I have a Cheese danish cake for later. So far it is a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578094464565074?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578094464565074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578094464565074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578094464565074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578094464565074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/tomorrow-tomorrow-i-love-you-tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow, Tomorrow I love you Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578071597445885</id><published>2005-12-28T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:38:35.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I teach Mom to Stay?</title><content type='html'>How do I teach Mom to "Stay"?&lt;br /&gt;This week mom taught me to stay. I love to learn new tricks ( translation in woofs=COOKIES!). I started to think mom communicates words to me how do I teach mom to bark? I know if I could teach her to bark, I could teach her to "stay"! I started crying each time she went to the store. She still went. She came home with groceries and dog bones for me. The next time she went out I barked real loud, "Stay!"! She smiled and went out again. She came home with Christmas gifts and a small squeaky duck for me! A new blanket for Snowflake, which I just might share with Snowflake, and all kinds of goodies. The next time she went out I started to howl, "Stay!" Mom picked me up, gave me a hug , a kiss on my head and took me with her! Wow this will be great. We went to Petco and I saw my groomer, "Oh No!" I started to shake. Mom told me not to worry but I could not help myself, I was very worried! She bought us Christmas cookies but I couldn't eat one for awhile because my stomache was also worried. When we came home I was quiet for awhile. Mom was on her way out the door and I jumped up and started to screech "STAY!", then I thought about it quickly got quiet and played with Snowflake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20156914-113578071597445885?l=maltesemommystore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/feeds/113578071597445885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20156914&amp;postID=113578071597445885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578071597445885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20156914/posts/default/113578071597445885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maltesemommystore.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-do-i-teach-mom-to-stay.html' title='How do I teach Mom to Stay?'/><author><name>Maltese Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07453181569022067275</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-20156914.post-113578054070248034</id><published>2005-12-28T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T06:37:11.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life according to Flurry</title><content type='html'>These are a few of my favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;A good sock floss, the trick to sock theiving is to eat both socks or blame it on the dryer! I admit it I am a toe licker, finger nibbling nut.I enjoy pig kissing for that unshaved masculine look, bird patrol, paper shredding, and an occasional poo poo platter combined with kissing up to mom for forgiveness!jumping and running through freshly raked leaves, leaves are pretty tasty too!! Attacking the broom and running through the dirt, barking outside the bathroom door when someone is in there! hehe. Howling and singing to the noon fire whistle, off key, carrying my chipmonk everywhere I go, a good squeak toy at 4 AM, sneak attacks on my pal snowflake, squirrell patrol, chewing the stairs, stealing the kids toys, and cleaning up after them when they drop food! Dancing at dinner time for leftovers, standing in the doggie door, flap open, in winter the breeze is delicious! To untie shoes with my teeth, A good tug of war with mom or dads shirt , coat &amp; robe ! Running outside after my bath &amp;amp; rolling in the yard, I am just so happy to be clean! Mudd wrestling with Snowflake, hehehe, climbing under the blankets with mom and dad and nipping them and licking them all up when they are asleep. Mopping dust bunnies with my tongue. Each day I make just enough mischief to keep life interesting. The cuddles and kisses, my blankie and toys. These are a few of my favorite things! 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