<?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-2223089038127060025</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:08:42.210-07:00</updated><category term='Mollie'/><category term='business'/><category term='plan'/><category term='Hair cuts'/><category term='Rule the world'/><title type='text'>Mollie Westie: Diary of a little dog from Orkney</title><subtitle type='html'>Some may find it boring, nut hopefully others will be amused by the diary of a little Westie (with a little help from her Mum) who lives a happy life in the Orkney Islands.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-3199981615319766125</id><published>2010-05-15T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:06:35.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy day for a little dog</title><content type='html'>Hello my friends, hope you are all well and having as much fun as I've had today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-77DST0UPI/AAAAAAAAALA/p4YYp0o2PCw/s1600/IMG_2908+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471586631174869234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-77DST0UPI/AAAAAAAAALA/p4YYp0o2PCw/s200/IMG_2908+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-77DOMu01I/AAAAAAAAAK4/8XMdDdMo-cU/s1600/IMG_2911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 181px; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471586630071407442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-77DOMu01I/AAAAAAAAAK4/8XMdDdMo-cU/s200/IMG_2911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon me and Mum were out in the garden. I was looking after her, standing guard whilst she read her book. Then this evening we got to go the Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78QUxkGJI/AAAAAAAAALI/aK4KqDKrASk/s1600/DSCF0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471587954686433426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78QUxkGJI/AAAAAAAAALI/aK4KqDKrASk/s200/DSCF0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78Qok7aTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2ytVbVRVolc/s1600/I+been+paddling+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471587960002144562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78Qok7aTI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2ytVbVRVolc/s200/I+been+paddling+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to my favourite place, Birsay and I was really brave and had a paddle. Now I'm shattered and snoozing on the sofa dreaming of all the fun I've had.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78RQ5_MrI/AAAAAAAAALY/-qeX0z7eVTM/s1600/IMG_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471587970827891378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78RQ5_MrI/AAAAAAAAALY/-qeX0z7eVTM/s200/IMG_2747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78QUxkGJI/AAAAAAAAALI/aK4KqDKrASk/s1600/DSCF0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-78RQ5_MrI/AAAAAAAAALY/-qeX0z7eVTM/s1600/IMG_2747.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-3199981615319766125?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/3199981615319766125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-day-for-little-dog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/3199981615319766125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/3199981615319766125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-day-for-little-dog.html' title='A busy day for a little dog'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-77DST0UPI/AAAAAAAAALA/p4YYp0o2PCw/s72-c/IMG_2908+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-6316769048523842700</id><published>2010-05-08T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:37:21.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe it's May already? Everytime I post a blog I promise not to leave it so long next time, I wag my tail and two months have passed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtYi4CpJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UnoXIvMbRLw/s1600/DSCF0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468967959701660818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtYi4CpJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UnoXIvMbRLw/s200/DSCF0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here in Orkney it's Spring and we've got lots of flowers starting to come in the garden and lots of birds for me to chase. I've had a couple of trips to the beach and one out with Dad in his boat and in all in all everything is hunky dory and at the end of the day I'm happy to chill on the sofa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtYHkjqbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Fuapf19Z9h8/s1600/But+it%27s+wet+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468967952372181426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtYHkjqbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Fuapf19Z9h8/s200/But+it%27s+wet+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtXT3PAWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OWcJvx62AIM/s1600/IMG_2730+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468967938491875682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtXT3PAWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OWcJvx62AIM/s200/IMG_2730+(Small).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtXhY85tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Vo7L9YpBll0/s1600/duck+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468967942122956498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtXhY85tI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Vo7L9YpBll0/s200/duck+(Small).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WvBxUA6XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OJfsjn0IWTw/s1600/IMG_2745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468969767463348594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WvBxUA6XI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OJfsjn0IWTw/s200/IMG_2745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-6316769048523842700?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/6316769048523842700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-does-time-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/6316769048523842700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/6316769048523842700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-does-time-go.html' title='Where does the time go?'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S-WtYi4CpJI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UnoXIvMbRLw/s72-c/DSCF0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-7139229651356699521</id><published>2010-03-09T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:15:11.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pleasant surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my mum went off to work as normal - except she had a cold and was feeling a bit sorry for herself - then she came back at lunch time! Now for most westies that would be a pleasant enough surprise to warrant updating their blog but there's more. Dad suggested we go for a walk to help clear her head. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3xwnW9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GkQAv8JjAmw/s1600-h/Dont+look+but+I+think+were+being+watched+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446742864842651026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3xwnW9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GkQAv8JjAmw/s200/Dont+look+but+I+think+were+being+watched+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quite early on in proceedings we (Jessie and me) got the impression we were being watched.  So I set off on the scent.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3y7Oq62I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ocaBShrbJTI/s1600-h/I+can+smell+something+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446742884871760738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3y7Oq62I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ocaBShrbJTI/s200/I+can+smell+something+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although surprisingly Jessie was the first one to get the trail&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4FgIz4sI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7VJYJAzjIo/s1600-h/what+you+got+there+then+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446743204016939714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4FgIz4sI/AAAAAAAAAKI/f7VJYJAzjIo/s200/what+you+got+there+then+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Labs may be good at finding things but when you find a hole you need a terrier to investigate further &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3zUtZ41I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SA-pvLbnrvQ/s1600-h/Jessie+stood+guard+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446742891711554386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3zUtZ41I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SA-pvLbnrvQ/s200/Jessie+stood+guard+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; although I must admit I wasn't too keen on going in, looked quite dark and small.  After a while Jessie got bored and even though it was quite chilly, despite the sun, she thought she'd go for a paddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3wzTRGqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/j_QMjOtpx_M/s1600-h/Can+you+see+it+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446742848383818402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3wzTRGqI/AAAAAAAAAJI/j_QMjOtpx_M/s200/Can+you+see+it+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I must admit it looked quite inviting so I thought I'd investigate myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4ElAK--I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/C9lzlLTfDgI/s1600-h/just+a+little+further+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446743188143012834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4ElAK--I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/C9lzlLTfDgI/s200/just+a+little+further+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indeed I got quite carried away, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4E03t_RI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mkNG67EcIeM/s1600-h/Only+wanted+a+drink+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446743192402525458" style="WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a4E03t_RI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mkNG67EcIeM/s200/Only+wanted+a+drink+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I don't think anyone noticed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3xeUF-9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XUznTzqv2oM/s1600-h/Do+you+think+they+saw+me+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446742859930008530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3xeUF-9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XUznTzqv2oM/s200/Do+you+think+they+saw+me+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in all, a most pleasant and enjoyable surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-7139229651356699521?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/7139229651356699521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/03/pleasant-surprise.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7139229651356699521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7139229651356699521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/03/pleasant-surprise.html' title='A pleasant surprise'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S5a3xwnW9ZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/GkQAv8JjAmw/s72-c/Dont+look+but+I+think+were+being+watched+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-6317780855817351329</id><published>2010-03-03T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:54:52.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ducks are all grown up</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've not got round to updating my blog for a while (again), but thought you'd like to know how grown up last spring's ducklings are. If you remember they used to look like this:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47LktcHXdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LMbOcYltp6A/s1600-h/DSCF0190+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444512831070756306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47LktcHXdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LMbOcYltp6A/s200/DSCF0190+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47LkxOR5YI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dDsysDDAtg4/s1600-h/IMG_1351+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444512832086467970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47LkxOR5YI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dDsysDDAtg4/s200/IMG_1351+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to get into mega trouble all the time for chasing them! But now it's them that's doing the chasing, they are big ducks and mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MM6El7II/AAAAAAAAAI4/YHKieD-BUls/s1600-h/IMG_2560+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444513521656523906" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MM6El7II/AAAAAAAAAI4/YHKieD-BUls/s200/IMG_2560+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MNUmALNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/LPLHSBB41ao/s1600-h/IMG_2569+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444513528775978194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MNUmALNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/LPLHSBB41ao/s200/IMG_2569+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But the ducks aren't the only birds in the garden and Dad says maybe I should try chasing something smaller!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MMo8lWCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fn076TXEZJM/s1600-h/IMG_2557+(Medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444513517059528738" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47MMo8lWCI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fn076TXEZJM/s200/IMG_2557+(Medium).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-6317780855817351329?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/6317780855817351329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/03/ducks-are-all-grown-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/6317780855817351329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/6317780855817351329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/03/ducks-are-all-grown-up.html' title='The Ducks are all grown up'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S47LktcHXdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LMbOcYltp6A/s72-c/DSCF0190+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-543439485610382507</id><published>2010-01-23T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T08:26:39.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW SNOW and more yes you guessed it SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1sil6f6q3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ohSTOGO5jMo/s1600-h/DSCF1356+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429971810478893938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1sil6f6q3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ohSTOGO5jMo/s200/DSCF1356+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1simCS3tuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1wIJaaF6Jc4/s1600-h/DSCF1340+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429971812571657954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1simCS3tuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/1wIJaaF6Jc4/s200/DSCF1340+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1si9hp2kCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/V17gcnlqqwM/s1600-h/DSCF1343+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429972216126541858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1si9hp2kCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/V17gcnlqqwM/s200/DSCF1343+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello my friends, I have been very quiet recently, but I'm back now with lots more stories to share with you! Just after Christmas we had lots of Snow here in Orkney (although maybe not as much as some other parts of the UK had) and it was very icy and slippy. To be honest I don't really like snow, and if you look at the photos of me you can see why! Within about five minutes I end up looking and feeling like a snowball! The snow was very pretty though!  All in all though I'm glad it's gone now.  Talk to you all again soon.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siCAO-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b0vSH0cE6Sg/s1600-h/IMG_2096+(Medium).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429971193543157106" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siCAO-ZXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/b0vSH0cE6Sg/s200/IMG_2096+(Medium).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siCWcYS7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ecv1hpzVxwU/s1600-h/IMG_2095+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429971199504960434" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siCWcYS7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/ecv1hpzVxwU/s200/IMG_2095+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siBz6d57I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9wb-yEEX_s8/s1600-h/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429971190235916210" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1siBz6d57I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/9wb-yEEX_s8/s200/IMG_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-543439485610382507?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/543439485610382507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-snow-and-more-yes-you-guessed-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/543439485610382507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/543439485610382507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-snow-and-more-yes-you-guessed-it.html' title='SNOW SNOW and more yes you guessed it SNOW'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/S1sil6f6q3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ohSTOGO5jMo/s72-c/DSCF1356+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-4689957172862835010</id><published>2009-08-03T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:58:33.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum &amp; Dad's holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really takes the biscuit! First my Blog is hijacked by Ducklings, now Mum takes over my Blog to share her holiday photos! Why do I bother? Mum, I'm telling you, this is absolutely the last time. Blog your piccies, and then give me my Blog back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi all, Mollie's Mum here, thought you might like to see a couple of photos from our holiday. We were staying in a small cottage just outside a little town called Killin at the end of Loch Tay. The scenery was lovely and the weather was quite kind to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFxHR4HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UKgQipzp5QA/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827948862627954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFxHR4HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UKgQipzp5QA/s200/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFvuHdEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tmDiFTiJnPY/s1600-h/DSCF0391+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827948488651842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFvuHdEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tmDiFTiJnPY/s200/DSCF0391+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFQrgtuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r8JQXP3F7Bs/s1600-h/DSCF0304+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827940156225250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFQrgtuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/r8JQXP3F7Bs/s200/DSCF0304+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFKzXA-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XsGafviDiFg/s1600-h/DSCF0269+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827938578531298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFKzXA-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/XsGafviDiFg/s200/DSCF0269+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndA0VKu4qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HFAr4ktRTzY/s1600-h/tree+enchanced+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365828748814770850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndA0VKu4qI/AAAAAAAAAHA/HFAr4ktRTzY/s200/tree+enchanced+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndA0XgIy_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/atPuUOX9ksI/s1600-h/DSCF0271+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365828749441420274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndA0XgIy_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/atPuUOX9ksI/s200/DSCF0271+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It really was a lovely place, and we had a nice relaxing time, although we did miss Mollie very much!  Promise that the next Blog will focus totally on Mollie and her adventures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-4689957172862835010?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/4689957172862835010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/08/mum-dads-holiday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/4689957172862835010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/4689957172862835010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/08/mum-dads-holiday.html' title='Mum &amp; Dad&apos;s holiday'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SndAFxHR4HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UKgQipzp5QA/s72-c/IMG_1636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-8750054636513697514</id><published>2009-07-11T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:20:16.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair cuts'/><title type='text'>BAD HAIR DAY</title><content type='html'>It is me honest!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SljkWwd6pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/1NcRu6wEYh8/s1600-h/Bad+Hair+Day+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357282836375839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SljkWwd6pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/1NcRu6wEYh8/s200/Bad+Hair+Day+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum's been sorting through some old photos, and for a little Westie ( I was two this year) I have had some pretty shocking hair cuts, and I thought I'd share a couple with you. No wonder they make mum chuckle. In the summer they try and keep me quite short 'cause I get so hot! In the winter it's allowed to grow quite long, but clearly gets out of hand. Mum keeps threatening to buy me a bow, but I put my paw down, a coat is one thing, but a Bow!! No siree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357282842669582258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SljkXH6dh7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/T6rGA0Z9WoQ/s200/IMG_0075+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357282845444413938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SljkXSQCGfI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FGF7uK_RoGU/s200/IMG_1257+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;The last photo was taken a couple of weeks ago, and my hair has already grown loads since then.  Dad keeps talking about scissors, but everytime he mentions them I hide under the table, and I shall continue to do so until Mum brings up the Bow again!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-8750054636513697514?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/8750054636513697514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-hair-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8750054636513697514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8750054636513697514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-hair-day.html' title='BAD HAIR DAY'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SljkWwd6pII/AAAAAAAAAGA/1NcRu6wEYh8/s72-c/Bad+Hair+Day+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-1999606253463386400</id><published>2009-06-27T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:33:03.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping in the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjJOkP9hI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YHcl-6gYaZ8/s1600-h/DSCF0108+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352074217356523026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjJOkP9hI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YHcl-6gYaZ8/s200/DSCF0108+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjI-LQZqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fywz5x5BW0o/s1600-h/DSCF0098+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352074212956726946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjI-LQZqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fywz5x5BW0o/s200/DSCF0098+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjIevDLLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XwIjtGcriPE/s1600-h/Time+to+cut+the+grass+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352074204516920498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjIevDLLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XwIjtGcriPE/s200/Time+to+cut+the+grass+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjI1RaGaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7jiUawhlXds/s1600-h/DSCF0100+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352074210566609314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjI1RaGaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7jiUawhlXds/s200/DSCF0100+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been a lovely sunny day here in Orkney and we (me &amp;amp; Jess) have been helping with the gardening. For some reason Dad didn't see it as helping and kept shouting Mum to get us out of the way, especially when he was cutting the grass, and boy did it need cutting. I got lost at one point, if you look closely  you can just see my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352074688027769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjkn9BOyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Y_XUwMaetoA/s200/DSCF0091+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot, I wanted to go for a paddle but I wasn't allowed near the stream because of the ducklings, look they've really grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352075535567254562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZkV9SLdCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZNZ9WavPye4/s200/DSCF1667+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they'd finished the gardening, Mum &amp;amp; Dad took our boy out for an icecream but because it was hot and we was tired, Jess &amp;amp; me stayed home and I slept in my big crate in the shed, it was lovely and cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352076090503456210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZk2QlR5dI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HDvlDk03Lo4/s200/DSCF0066+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-1999606253463386400?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/1999606253463386400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/helping-in-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1999606253463386400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1999606253463386400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/helping-in-garden.html' title='Helping in the Garden'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkZjJOkP9hI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YHcl-6gYaZ8/s72-c/DSCF0108+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-7205926450027583202</id><published>2009-06-25T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:11:42.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the ducklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZdBjiOiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hIHBSlbe7jw/s1600-h/IMG_1412+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351359874903194146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZdBjiOiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hIHBSlbe7jw/s200/IMG_1412+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZdAqKCDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zF8GyWFojkc/s1600-h/IMG_1410+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351359874662533170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZdAqKCDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/zF8GyWFojkc/s200/IMG_1410+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZc6FDzNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JIJvpswWp9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1408+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351359872896322770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZc6FDzNI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JIJvpswWp9Y/s200/IMG_1408+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, I don't often 'revisit' a topic on my Blog (hark at me 'My Blog'!), but Dad took some more photos of the Ducklings and they are lovely, so thought I'd share them with you.  I tried to say hello to them today, but their Mum was some mad, and flew at me, all hissing and quacking.  Next thing I know, Dad's telling me off and I'm doing time in my crate.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've told Mum &amp;amp; Dad enough is enough though, we want pictures of me on my Blog, not of Ducks,  it is after all Mollie Westie's Blog!! Talk to you all soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-7205926450027583202?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/7205926450027583202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-on-ducklings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7205926450027583202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7205926450027583202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-on-ducklings.html' title='More on the ducklings'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SkPZdBjiOiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/hIHBSlbe7jw/s72-c/IMG_1412+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-3411401606900817523</id><published>2009-06-22T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:41:33.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ducklings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PgcCcGeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/N_JQlzcjcXU/s1600-h/IMG_1344+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223038528625122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PgcCcGeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/N_JQlzcjcXU/s200/IMG_1344+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PgMTDtFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1NYO5p1L5qo/s1600-h/IMG_1351+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223034303362130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PgMTDtFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1NYO5p1L5qo/s200/IMG_1351+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PfzfIwkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gss4agGsH9s/s1600-h/ducklings+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350223027643138626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PfzfIwkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gss4agGsH9s/s200/ducklings+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of you who follow me on twitter, might recall that one of our ducks - we have four who live in the stream at the bottom of the garden - made her nest right outside the front door. Well, she's hatched her eggs and there are now three duckings! They are absolutely lovely, but I find it very hard to resist the urge to chase them! I keep getting into trouble for chasing the grown up ducks, so you can imagine what they'd say if I chased baby ones! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are only a couple of days old, and today is the first day we've seen them in the water.   You should see my Dad, he's like a proud father,  dashing in and out with a Camera, and making sure that the Gulls and Crows stay away.  I guess it means I won't be doing any more paddling for a while.  Dad says if I go near them I'm grounded (in my crate) for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-3411401606900817523?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/3411401606900817523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ducklings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/3411401606900817523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/3411401606900817523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/ducklings.html' title='The Ducklings'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sj_PgcCcGeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/N_JQlzcjcXU/s72-c/IMG_1344+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-8868784705313973494</id><published>2009-06-18T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:26:01.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjqGeD6yeuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p0Z8uI-Z0yc/s1600-h/IMG_1262+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348735358461967074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjqGeD6yeuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p0Z8uI-Z0yc/s200/IMG_1262+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjqGdyAvyAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dk12gRbMSdg/s1600-h/IMG_1257+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348735353655117826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjqGdyAvyAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dk12gRbMSdg/s200/IMG_1257+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been quite hot over the last couple of days, and quite honestly I've been a bit uncomfortable. So when Dad got the scissors out I didn't make as much fuss as usual. Mind you, if I'd known how short he was going to 'trim' me I might have had a bot more to Woof about! What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-8868784705313973494?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/8868784705313973494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hair-cut.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8868784705313973494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8868784705313973494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/hair-cut.html' title='The Hair Cut'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjqGeD6yeuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/p0Z8uI-Z0yc/s72-c/IMG_1262+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-5521249086973231811</id><published>2009-06-16T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:49:29.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCXIEZQI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM8lYDHCh5Y/s1600-h/Yep+this+is+definately+the+spot+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348044389279360258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCXIEZQI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM8lYDHCh5Y/s200/Yep+this+is+definately+the+spot+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCLvcXbI/AAAAAAAAADc/2C3CeDGYTmU/s1600-h/What+you+got+then+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348044386223283634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCLvcXbI/AAAAAAAAADc/2C3CeDGYTmU/s200/What+you+got+then+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it's over a month since I last posted an update on my Blog? Where &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCbygTFI/AAAAAAAAADs/bTivQJ8gQLA/s1600-h/But+it%27s+wet+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348044390531091538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCbygTFI/AAAAAAAAADs/bTivQJ8gQLA/s200/But+it%27s+wet+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;does the time go? Those of you who follow me on Twitter will know that altogether too much time gets spent tweeting!! Anyhow, Twitter is down tonight so an ideal opportunity to update my Blog. Today has been a lovely sunny day in Orkney and to be honest I started the day quite cross. Dad has gone away for a couple of days, the boy had to go to school and Mum to work. That meant nice sunny day and I was in my crate - not good! Then unexpectedly Mum came home early, and I got to play in the garden. I should say at this point that my crate is not small, it's the size of a small room and I have plenty of room to move about in (I'll get Mum to post a photo of it on twitter). Anyhow, sun's out, Mum's home and I'm playing in the garden - result. Then the boy came home from school and reminded Mum he had band practice - BAD because Band Practice = more time in crate! So I was a bit surprised when Mum put me and Jess in the car as well as boy and his trumpet. Turns out that after dropping the boy off we were going to go the beach for a walk. We spent a lovely hour sniffling around and paddling in the shallows. I was very good and only barked at the birds a couple of times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348044768694704002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSYcjvF4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/2j3uSb7M-Ak/s200/Cropped+in+flight+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;All in all the day was a lot better than I thought it would be. Now I'm curled up on the sofa dreaming about tomorrow's adventures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348045751510960802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgTRp1ZCqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/K02REJqutMQ/s200/IMG_1124+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-5521249086973231811?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/5521249086973231811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-beach.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/5521249086973231811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/5521249086973231811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-beach.html' title='Trip to the beach'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SjgSCXIEZQI/AAAAAAAAADk/rM8lYDHCh5Y/s72-c/Yep+this+is+definately+the+spot+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-7422175921457873992</id><published>2009-05-10T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:21:02.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking by (in) the stream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUnoDfPJI/AAAAAAAAADU/R6jOdta7HzE/s1600-h/DSCF2263+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUnoDfPJI/AAAAAAAAADU/R6jOdta7HzE/s200/DSCF2263+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184585898966162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHsZZzdI/AAAAAAAAADM/gdoLrjRC3lw/s1600-h/DSCF0255+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHsZZzdI/AAAAAAAAADM/gdoLrjRC3lw/s200/DSCF0255+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184037308812754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHS4tmNI/AAAAAAAAADE/_ikfXY7KTZQ/s1600-h/DSCF0262+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHS4tmNI/AAAAAAAAADE/_ikfXY7KTZQ/s200/DSCF0262+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184030460811474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHb0ufFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/d91whSis0T8/s1600-h/DSCF0244+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUHb0ufFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/d91whSis0T8/s200/DSCF0244+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184032860011602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jess and I were very lucky,and got taken for a walk in the fields behind out home.  The cows are in the field at the side so we were safe to be let of our leads and allowed to run!  To start with I was busy finding all the smells and things to roll in, then we went down to the stream and I decided to be brave and go for a paddle!  When we got home I was very tired and once I was dried (didn't enjoy that bit!) I slept for hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-7422175921457873992?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/7422175921457873992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-by-in-stream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7422175921457873992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/7422175921457873992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-by-in-stream.html' title='Walking by (in) the stream'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgbUnoDfPJI/AAAAAAAAADU/R6jOdta7HzE/s72-c/DSCF2263+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-573490557332185966</id><published>2009-05-08T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:23:19.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; Jess in our garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSig8ZxnXI/AAAAAAAAACU/vpvtA5Txk_8/s1600-h/brown-hare_1s%5B1%5D+(Small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSig8ZxnXI/AAAAAAAAACU/vpvtA5Txk_8/s200/brown-hare_1s%5B1%5D+(Small).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333566545567260018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgShTLTmCyI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wvz-UzQMSe4/s1600-h/DSCF0181+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgShTLTmCyI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wvz-UzQMSe4/s200/DSCF0181+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565209538071330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgShS082w_I/AAAAAAAAACE/rVJPufeZN8M/s1600-h/DSCF0182+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgShS082w_I/AAAAAAAAACE/rVJPufeZN8M/s200/DSCF0182+(Small).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333565203537118194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very lucky living where we do because we have a lovely big garden where we can run where ever we want and bark as much as we want without upsetting the neighbours.  I don't know if you follow me on Twitter or not, but our only neighbours are the cows.  Spring is a lovely time of year because there are lots of flowers in the garden and everything looks really pretty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when we got up I had to go outside pretty urgently if you know what I mean!  Dad opened the door and I ran out, and a hare was stood beside my Mum's car just looking at me! It was big! I didn't panic though, I just barked twice and charged it! It soon left the garden! Dad was really impressed, at least I think that's what he was shouting at me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-573490557332185966?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/573490557332185966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-jess-in-our-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/573490557332185966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/573490557332185966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-jess-in-our-garden.html' title='Me &amp; Jess in our garden'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSig8ZxnXI/AAAAAAAAACU/vpvtA5Txk_8/s72-c/brown-hare_1s%5B1%5D+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-2838457483069993252</id><published>2009-03-28T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:41:51.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My best Pal Double OJ (Jessie to her friends)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sc42v41JYPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/naHo6kvhjJw/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sc42v41JYPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/naHo6kvhjJw/s200/P1010079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318248406308184306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sc42v4mtz5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7j7PQBIs5tc/s1600-h/DSCF0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sc42v4mtz5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7j7PQBIs5tc/s200/DSCF0978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318248406247657362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I set up this blog with the intention of telling you how I was going to take over the world, but between you and me I think I'll leave all that world domination stuff to Dexter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite happy with my lot, and share my little kingdom with Double OJ - you met her in an earlier blog.  Her name is Jessie really but our 'little person' thought Double OJ was more in keeping for a spy helping to take over the world!  She's quite a bit older than me, and was little person's 4th birthday present.  He's 13 this year and doesn't really like being called 'little person' anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time Jessie was the only Dog in the Household and then I came along. She's been my best Pal (Apart from my Mum!) since Day 1, and even when I've been a typical cheeky Westie has never lost her temper with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-2838457483069993252?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/2838457483069993252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-best-pal-double-oj-jessie-to-her.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/2838457483069993252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/2838457483069993252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-best-pal-double-oj-jessie-to-her.html' title='My best Pal Double OJ (Jessie to her friends)'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sc42v41JYPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/naHo6kvhjJw/s72-c/P1010079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-1013224641995482609</id><published>2009-03-27T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:56:14.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The big Prickly Thing</title><content type='html'>Ok, if we're honest it wasn't that big, but it was prickly, very prickly! As a Westie, one of my main jobs is to protect my family.  This means that several times a day I go outside and patrol the garden! Sometimes, if I sense someone (usually a Cat or Rabbit) I might extend my patrol, but the humans don't like me doing that!  Anyhow the night before last, I went outside about 8.00 o'clock and thought I'd seen a rabbit.  I chased towards it and there in the middle of the lawn was a oval prickly thing.  It looked a bit like an upside down scrubbing brush, but it had little legs and was snuffling around. Well although it was quite small I felt I needed to make sure it understood who was boss and so I thought I'd have a sniff.  As quick as you like it rolled into a tight ball and attacked me!  Well it prickled my nose and it hurt! I was so cross I started barking and everyone came running!  Then they started laughing, and to add insult to injury Mum said we should give the prickly thing some food, and as we didn't have any cat food, it could have some of mine!  Not impressed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-1013224641995482609?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/1013224641995482609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1013224641995482609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1013224641995482609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='The big Prickly Thing'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-8534198221800888623</id><published>2009-03-20T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:41:29.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifes a beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/ScQL3f1_GAI/AAAAAAAAABI/bkeVNsoTNl8/s1600-h/DSCF0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/ScQL3f1_GAI/AAAAAAAAABI/bkeVNsoTNl8/s200/DSCF0675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315386508272670722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where i live (Orkney) is an island and there are lots of lovely beaches to run and play on. Sorry I mean there are lots of locations for Double OJ and me to practice our manoeuvres on.  Today we were rehearsing world domination, although Double OJ seemed more interested in finding a sunny spot and dozing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I realised that we were being observed, there were three seals in the bay, possibly agents for the dratted Dexter.  I was all for swimming out and giving them what for, but Double OJ thought the sea might still be a little cold, so I just stood on the waters edge and barked my disapproval!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, though I think the operation was a success, and we may soon be ready to start our campaign.  in the meantime there are the ducks down da dyke to keep in order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-8534198221800888623?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/8534198221800888623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8534198221800888623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8534198221800888623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-beach.html' title='Lifes a beach'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/ScQL3f1_GAI/AAAAAAAAABI/bkeVNsoTNl8/s72-c/DSCF0675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-8044322927780950991</id><published>2009-03-09T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:52:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little background information!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbYMww3OMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/flZOvYbfky0/s1600-h/9wks+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbYMww3OMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/flZOvYbfky0/s200/9wks+b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311446842419851730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue with my tales of world domination and my obsession with catching that Cat(!) I'd like to tell you a bit about my home life, I am a Westie (no surprises there) and I like on the Orkney Islands (off the North Coast of Scotland). I moved to Orkney when I was about 8 weeks old.  As you can see from the photo I was a peedie (Orcadian for small) wee thing.  It took us 8 hours on a boat to get there!  Mum wouldn't put me in the kennels so we spent the whole journey out on deck with my curled up inside her fleecy jacket!  When we arrived I found that I was going to live with three humans (1 quite small and playful like me!) a black labrador (Double OJ) and a budgie (more of which on another blog another day).  Since then Da Ducks Down Da Dyke have also joined us (again more of them another day).  Orkney is a lovely place for a Westie to live, lots of lovely open places and beaches to run around in, although when you are small as me the Cows can seem quite scary.  All in all I am a very happy dog, and spend my days either chasing Double OJ and the Ducks ( in a very friendly fashion of course) or curled up a sleep at the side of one of my humans!  Can't be bad.  Next Blog back to World Domination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-8044322927780950991?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/8044322927780950991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-background-information.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8044322927780950991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8044322927780950991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-background-information.html' title='A little background information!'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbYMww3OMdI/AAAAAAAAABA/flZOvYbfky0/s72-c/9wks+b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-1040325769700339052</id><published>2009-03-05T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:32:03.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Whats Going On???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbAme99vFDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AUkQHt3D9fM/s1600-h/DSCF1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbAme99vFDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AUkQHt3D9fM/s200/DSCF1067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309786274141246514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That flipping cat, scuppering my plans already!!! Its a long story, it will take all day to tell you. Well, I have got all day so this is what happened; The cat went for Double OJ, (remember, that's my Bessie mate), but she, not being the sharpest knife in the drawer , tried to play with it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Double OJ, that's rule 1 of the doggie code, never play with the enemy!!!!! &lt;br /&gt; Any way, back to the story; I run over to get the scruffy 'thing', but get caught in my lead-due to an 'unfortunate' incident with the postie. He got what he &lt;em&gt;deserved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-erm, sorry, I seem to keep getting sidetracked!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J (he's my contact from Day 1, you know), was busy dealing with the 'mess', the Ducks down da dyke left after being a bit 'enthusiastic' with the bread.  J, on the floor, ducks nipping at his feet!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rule Number 1 in the Duck Code: Dont attack your associates.  Today wasnt going well.  Double 0J falling at the first hurdle, and now Im a man down!!!  But I have a plan...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress Report please Double OJ: WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF-WOOF WOOF!!!(Translation:We have now taken over the whole of Orkney, off the north of Scotland!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbBDwd-1k0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/iaXLH4yeOMQ/s1600-h/Day+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbBDwd-1k0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/iaXLH4yeOMQ/s200/Day+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309818460630782786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-1040325769700339052?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/1040325769700339052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2-whats-going-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1040325769700339052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/1040325769700339052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-2-whats-going-on.html' title='Day 2: Whats Going On???'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SbAme99vFDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/AUkQHt3D9fM/s72-c/DSCF1067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-8331782167573963082</id><published>2009-03-04T11:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:50:29.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Day 1: World domination 0.01% completed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sa7YpAc-WXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytqxW7EHCdw/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sa7YpAc-WXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytqxW7EHCdw/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309419209724156274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to make a 'mess' on the carpet, got into trouble for that.  Never mind. Not to be put off from the matter in hand, I went outside 'bravely' (Im only 2 you know) and found my most mortal enemy: Next Doors cat.  It 'miaowed' sweetly. Doesnt fool me.  It plotted to get my mates the ducks down da dyke.  I called my associate, agent 00J (My best pal Jessie Labrador really) over, and in all the commotion, my 'contact', J came.  Too late, it was gone.  Wheres Mrs E when you need her? Maybe next time, eh?  I'll get it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-8331782167573963082?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/8331782167573963082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-1-world-domination-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8331782167573963082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/8331782167573963082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-1-world-domination-0.html' title=''/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/Sa7YpAc-WXI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ytqxW7EHCdw/s72-c/IMG_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2223089038127060025.post-4050851710612289288</id><published>2009-03-04T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:28:29.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rule the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mollie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>My Idea to beat dexter dog:</title><content type='html'>That Dexter, hogging all the limelight!! Ill get him. Any way back to business. My plan is to eliminate all cats and mice, then I will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RULE THE WORLD! Mwah ha ha hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2223089038127060025-4050851710612289288?l=molliewestie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/feeds/4050851710612289288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-idea-to-beat-dexter-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/4050851710612289288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2223089038127060025/posts/default/4050851710612289288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://molliewestie.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-idea-to-beat-dexter-dog.html' title='My Idea to beat dexter dog:'/><author><name>Mollie Westie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00073284365658884460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4scd46P9OqM/SgSkd1_KR_I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZA9vXKAPD3c/S220/IMG_0076+(Small).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
