<?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-7144364928404748363</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:35:20.431-07:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXU_1pUzQFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZCI3IUNTJIY/s320/P1010075.JPG'/><title type='text'>Go the Extramile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Go the Extramile</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07433332953906230895</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-6390587537796045967</id><published>2009-01-19T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:26:57.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXU_1pUzQFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZCI3IUNTJIY/s320/P1010075.JPG'/><title type='text'>Miley's First Romp in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXVD98sBndI/AAAAAAAAABM/w8jpOFuDm68/s1600-h/P1010099.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXVCyCdigNI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q9IcEA9wt8U/s1600-h/P1010099.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXU_BtHMzcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UgPjauET1dE/s320/P1010057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293206235566099906" /&gt;Miley continues to impress.  She got to play in her first significant snow this past weekend.  I wish I had had a video camera to record her first look at the white stuff.  After a few sniffs and sneezes, she was off to the races.  In this picture, Camden is about to make a snowman and Miley has to be in the middle of it all.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXVCAb0PFYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eec455M_60A/s320/P1010075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293209512278168962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is the completed snowman and in typical Miley fashion, she just ignores it.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Miley and her best friend reveling in the beauty of a winter afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXVD98sBndI/AAAAAAAAABM/w8jpOFuDm68/s1600-h/P1010099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXVD98sBndI/AAAAAAAAABM/w8jpOFuDm68/s320/P1010099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293211668585749970" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-6390587537796045967?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/6390587537796045967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=6390587537796045967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6390587537796045967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6390587537796045967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2009/01/mileys-first-romp-in-snow.html' title='Miley&apos;s First Romp in the Snow'/><author><name>CJ5jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10681597339979604182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SXU_BtHMzcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UgPjauET1dE/s72-c/P1010057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-2893889560820547794</id><published>2008-11-05T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:33:56.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miley Enjoying Spring in the Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SRG8UYqKPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/OarQmcm0Ccg/s1600-h/P1010070.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/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SRG8UYqKPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/OarQmcm0Ccg/s200/P1010070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265196497775508610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SRGpAZArHcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/czEDQIeHIe0/s1600-h/P1010085.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/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SRGpAZArHcI/AAAAAAAAAAc/czEDQIeHIe0/s200/P1010085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265175263551626690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of pictures with Miley in the mountains this weekend. Our grandson, Camden, had to get into the picture, too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miley has settled in to life at the McKinley's and is a very easy companion to live with.  She met our 2-year old twin grandchildren last Thursday and there were absolutely no issues with Miley's behavior around either of them.  A few curious sniffs, and then Miley just accepted (and ignored) them.&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/7144364928404748363-2893889560820547794?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/2893889560820547794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=2893889560820547794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2893889560820547794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2893889560820547794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/11/miley-enjoying-spring-in-fall.html' title='Miley Enjoying Spring in the Fall'/><author><name>CJ5jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10681597339979604182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SRG8UYqKPII/AAAAAAAAAAk/OarQmcm0Ccg/s72-c/P1010070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-4237890060195772874</id><published>2008-10-28T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:02:31.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miley in the Mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SQemE5Ur7LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oLc-RZSEOK8/s320/P1010015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262357292642987186" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SQenjTDSYWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9bKAZezHOhY/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SQenjTDSYWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9bKAZezHOhY/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262358914457035106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our first post since adopting Miley (Go The ExtraMile) one week ago.  We took her on her first "road trip" to our place in the mountains outside of Murphy, NC.  She was a perfect travel partner and slept most of the way going and coming.  Check out the attached picture of how stressed she was in front of the fireplace.  Life is tough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had our first snow of the season and Miley had to check it out.  The coat she is wearing was given to us by Laura, one of the many awesome people at SEGA.&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/7144364928404748363-4237890060195772874?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/4237890060195772874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=4237890060195772874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/4237890060195772874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/4237890060195772874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/miley-in-mountains.html' title='Miley in the Mountains'/><author><name>CJ5jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10681597339979604182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HzsmUFsuCHQ/SQemE5Ur7LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oLc-RZSEOK8/s72-c/P1010015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-2925697269815491038</id><published>2008-10-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:20:38.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Miley</title><content type='html'>We had to go out of town briefly so Miley is temporarily staying with another foster family. Am told she is doing well with the children and other dogs in the household, all Greyhounds. After an evening of interest in the resident cat, Miley has learned that this is indeed the same sort of animal she lived with here &amp;amp; learning to ignore this cat also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of introducing fosters of many breeds to my cats I can tell you that some dogs though considered cat tolerant need careful introduction to every new cat they meet. Caution is always advised but usually if a dog can live peacefully with a couple cats then things should go OK with new cats after an initial introduction period.  (Your mileage may vary based on behavior of the individual cats involved.) Now I cannot tell you how to get a cat who has never met or is very scared of dogs to accept a new dog. Our cats all came with some dog sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you, Miley. Have fun on your vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-2925697269815491038?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/2925697269815491038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=2925697269815491038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2925697269815491038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2925697269815491038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-miley.html' title='Missing Miley'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-6177483667252100422</id><published>2008-10-15T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:20:39.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions, part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Miley is a hoarder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPaWDMXcoGI/AAAAAAAABb4/1vjmK3pH-mU/s1600-h/hoarding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPaWDMXcoGI/AAAAAAAABb4/1vjmK3pH-mU/s200/hoarding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257554596604977250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like some other Greyhounds, Miley likes to collect things. So far it has only been toys meant for the dogs. Her forever home will need to keep an eye out to make sure she doesn't start collecting things she shouldn't. &lt;/span&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/7144364928404748363-6177483667252100422?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/6177483667252100422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=6177483667252100422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6177483667252100422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6177483667252100422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-confessions-part-2.html' title='True Confessions, part 2'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPaWDMXcoGI/AAAAAAAABb4/1vjmK3pH-mU/s72-c/hoarding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-8256423572572515860</id><published>2008-10-15T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:10:39.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions, part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Miley has a drinking problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPX3yJtimKI/AAAAAAAABbw/4BFqPTh8JsQ/s1600-h/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPX3yJtimKI/AAAAAAAABbw/4BFqPTh8JsQ/s200/water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257380580997372066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey, nobody's perfect. Her forever family may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;need an attractive bucket to prevent puddles.&lt;/span&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/7144364928404748363-8256423572572515860?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/8256423572572515860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=8256423572572515860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/8256423572572515860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/8256423572572515860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-confessions-part-1.html' title='True Confessions, part 1'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPX3yJtimKI/AAAAAAAABbw/4BFqPTh8JsQ/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-455668144399813819</id><published>2008-10-14T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:16:13.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting the old homeplace</title><content type='html'>After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SEGA's&lt;/span&gt; first 5K race Saturday we went home to get cleaned up. Once again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; had been a good girl when given freedom in the house. I should point out that with just one week of home life under her collar we do muzzle her when we leave. This is for her own protection &amp;amp; an added precaution for the safety of our cats. Remember that racing Greyhounds have not experienced all the things most dogs consider normal in a home. Plus Greyhounds, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt;, are intensely curious about new things. They are used to being muzzled when turned out or racing. Muzzles have been a normal part of their lives for years. Whenever we are around she is unmuzzled. Also, will add the we checked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt; several times and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; seemed to alternate between looking out of windows &amp;amp; resting peacefully in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;xpen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtY-QAVkI/AAAAAAAABbY/jQBgwPgsLxo/s1600-h/xpen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtY-QAVkI/AAAAAAAABbY/jQBgwPgsLxo/s200/xpen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369153307694658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; loves the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xpen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; uses it as her own personal bedroom. Sometimes she chooses the crate instead but more often it is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xpen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents' house is hardly an "old" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;homeplace&lt;/span&gt; but it is where we gather when out of town family members come to visit. With family in town for the 5K we decided to head down there for the evening. So we loaded the dogs, all 4 of them, into the back of the Focus 5 door. That's a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;canine&lt;/span&gt; in a hatchback but everyone did quite well. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; barked at the puppy several times when she was invading too much of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Miley's&lt;/span&gt; personal space. This was appropriate &amp;amp; the puppy took the hint &amp;amp; started minding her manners better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; was a big hit with my family. Everyone thought she was wonderful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; spent a lot of time exploring. She just has to check everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtYm_rfgI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JFX2b88WTCI/s1600-h/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtYm_rfgI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JFX2b88WTCI/s200/office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369147065204226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Scooch over a bit. I need to get to the laptop to update my blog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtXiE6azI/AAAAAAAABbA/eMCXWi8Qa5Y/s1600-h/nofootball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtXiE6azI/AAAAAAAABbA/eMCXWi8Qa5Y/s200/nofootball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369128565107506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess they're not football fans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtXiE6azI/AAAAAAAABbA/eMCXWi8Qa5Y/s1600-h/nofootball.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtY-KJtEI/AAAAAAAABbg/h73MavWg5lM/s1600-h/baldspot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtY-KJtEI/AAAAAAAABbg/h73MavWg5lM/s200/baldspot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369153283142722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miley, it's rude to point out someone's bald spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's kitchen is off limits to dogs. We use their ability to grasp this concept as a measure of the dogs character. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; caught on extremely quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtgVtVK5I/AAAAAAAABbo/16T4iX-hR3w/s1600-h/nokitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtgVtVK5I/AAAAAAAABbo/16T4iX-hR3w/s200/nokitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369279863794578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OK, no kitchen. Just bring the treats over here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtYNg4qYI/AAAAAAAABbI/ji6CvJQsN5A/s1600-h/diningroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtYNg4qYI/AAAAAAAABbI/ji6CvJQsN5A/s200/diningroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257369140225157506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Maybe I'll just check out the dining room instead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She really is a smart cookie. She got to meet my parents' medium sized, long haired mutt, Blossom. True to form, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; acted like Blossom was one of the gang. Intros were unremarkable and everyone was hanging out comfortably in no time at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was yet another successful new experience. Some Greyhounds have strange names that make no real sense to me. This little girl lucked into a name that suits her beautifully. Go The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Extramile&lt;/span&gt; is a perfect fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-455668144399813819?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/455668144399813819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=455668144399813819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/455668144399813819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/455668144399813819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/visiting-old-homeplace.html' title='Visiting the old homeplace'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SPXtY-QAVkI/AAAAAAAABbY/jQBgwPgsLxo/s72-c/xpen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-6172577460850522160</id><published>2008-10-11T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:09:11.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>Miley sure shines as a great house dog. She has only been living in a home for a week. Each day she earns more privileges and each time she shows that our trust in her was well placed. Today was the Inaugural Athletes Helping Athletes 5K Race. We were delivering items for the setup very early this morning. We brought two Greyhounds with us but had to leave two at home. Miley and the puppy had to stay home alone. We decided to see if Miley could once again go the extra mile when left uncrated with basically free access to the first floor of our home for more than just the brief time she has been left previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were gone for just over 8 hours. When we returned I entered a house that was in complete disarray, which is to say everything was exactly how we left it. Not a thing had been moved. There were no accidents. Miley was great. I am really impressed with this hound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-6172577460850522160?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/6172577460850522160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=6172577460850522160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6172577460850522160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6172577460850522160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-6066940820576137055</id><published>2008-10-09T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:01:27.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A+</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, Miley passed tonight's cat test with flying colors. This was not just a test but real life. Our "interesting" cat has been hanging out downstairs all evening. Miley has only shown passing interest in her &amp;amp; immediately turned away when I called her. Just a few minutes ago the cat was running, spinning &amp;amp; chasing something imaginary across the floor. Miley gave her a quick look &amp;amp; then went back to ignoring the kitty. Apparently this little girl has been cramming for final exams. There is never any guaranty on these things but it looks like she will likely be getting an A+ in Cats 101. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-6066940820576137055?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/6066940820576137055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=6066940820576137055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6066940820576137055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/6066940820576137055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='A+'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-1263485992068440226</id><published>2008-10-08T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:34:27.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; reat with other dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; h so sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; ail that wags all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; as a beautiful smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; ven tempered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; xtremely gentle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; enophobic? Absolutely not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; akes an inch but gives a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; eally wonderful on leash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; lways happy to meet new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; akes friends easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; nterested in this wonderful new world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; oves to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; asy to live with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and fall in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-1263485992068440226?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/1263485992068440226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=1263485992068440226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/1263485992068440226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/1263485992068440226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-983174946527138323</id><published>2008-10-08T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:33:56.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs love trucks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toyota says dogs love trucks. I've had dogs that love trucks but the Greyhounds all seem uncertain about it the first few times. Miley was no exception. Likely this is because I have a little standard cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and there just isn't much room for them on the seat. (Surely it couldn't be my driving.) Poor Miley, bless her heart, just could not figure out how she was supposed to ride in this new "crate". In the end she spent most of our short ride to the feed store standing up, back feet on the floor, front feet on the seat &amp;amp; nose out the sliding rear window. That is after I convinced her that standing in my lap was not going to give me enough visibility to drive safely. Her chosen stance, while not terribly stable, was an improvement over my other Grey, Venus, who likes to lay on the seat with her front legs hanging off, wrapped around the stick shift, nose sniffing the air from the center vents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our destination, Miley stepped out using the door frame as a step. Looked quite comfortable &amp;amp; graceful doing so. The stairs into the feed store were a bit different. After a brief inspection, with a bit of encouragement she ascended with realative ease. "Way to go, Miley! What a good girl." Repeated process on the way out. This time she jumped the last two steps. This is normal for my other Greys. We had to go back in so I let her take the ramp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyq5aEzYoI/AAAAAAAABZk/yyzGumgX_ns/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyq5aEzYoI/AAAAAAAABZk/yyzGumgX_ns/s200/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254762768463258242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's in the bags? That doesn't smell like dog food."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyx2KdSigI/AAAAAAAABac/PXxnjiBXn1U/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyx2KdSigI/AAAAAAAABac/PXxnjiBXn1U/s200/DSC00162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254770409312782850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed fascinated by the trailer of hay. Likely wondering what in the world that guy was doing with those big blocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOysTTPK2oI/AAAAAAAABaE/ZktcNPOZMec/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOysTTPK2oI/AAAAAAAABaE/ZktcNPOZMec/s200/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254764312815917698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do I have to ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t back in the big crate?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In spite of her initial hesitation about getting back in the truck, she rode home fairly calmly her tail doing slow helicopter twirls. Again she did the ride with back feet on the floor &amp;amp; nose out the back window but her balance was much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home she got to try another set of steps. She gave them an inspection but hesitated a little longer than usual before tackling this latest obstacle. I wanted her up the stairs because I had already seen that one of our hooved stock had gone free range. Once she realized what was coming up behind her, Miley made it up the stairs in record time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyupameFQI/AAAAAAAABaU/K3OdmM0kHNU/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyupameFQI/AAAAAAAABaU/K3OdmM0kHNU/s200/DSC00164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254766891773072642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Glad I could help. Now gimme the goods in the truck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7144364928404748363-983174946527138323?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/983174946527138323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=983174946527138323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/983174946527138323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/983174946527138323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/dogs-love-trucks.html' title='Dogs love trucks?'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOyq5aEzYoI/AAAAAAAABZk/yyzGumgX_ns/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-2293595733773122122</id><published>2008-10-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:48:08.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a whole new world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Saturday after Greyfest I rode &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;home with new people called Fosters. Apparently I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; now their foster dog, but they don’t call me foster. They call me Miley. They say I am beautiful &amp;amp; a very good dog. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;get to explore the house when people are there to supervise me. I put my nose in a lot of things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;because I have never seen stuff like this.Things called cats live here. One of them is lazy &amp;amp; boring but the other one runs around and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;plays. She’s really interesting but I’ve learned if I get too nosy she will swat my nose. I am learning to ignore her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There are other things called windows that I like to look out of. There’s a room with something that looks like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;window but is called a mirror. I saw another beautiful hound there looking back at me. She seemed as surprised to see me as I was to see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the foster people aren’t around I sleep quietly in my crate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuUgjg9PAI/AAAAAAAABY0/tt7SrHduHvQ/s1600-h/IMG_2644-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuUgjg9PAI/AAAAAAAABY0/tt7SrHduHvQ/s200/IMG_2644-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254456677268012034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuVJQTr6fI/AAAAAAAABY8/cbXJ9psoy_8/s1600-h/IMG_2574-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuVJQTr6fI/AAAAAAAABY8/cbXJ9psoy_8/s200/IMG_2574-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254457376486713842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We go out in the yard a lot. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;like to do that so I had to learn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;how to use the stairs and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the ramp. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;stairs take work &amp;amp; practice but they aren’t scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am getting better at them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The ramp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is fun because we can run up and down it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sometimes I stop part way and look to see how far up I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuWnUp6sWI/AAAAAAAABZE/DpaFe4MP66M/s1600-h/IMG_2583-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuWnUp6sWI/AAAAAAAABZE/DpaFe4MP66M/s200/IMG_2583-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254458992561402210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The people seem happy that I am good with the puppy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuXgNhhRPI/AAAAAAAABZU/xc0SYnS7JSk/s1600-h/IMG_2625-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuXgNhhRPI/AAAAAAAABZU/xc0SYnS7JSk/s200/IMG_2625-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459969899676914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuXNN-PCSI/AAAAAAAABZM/BQfRkxqsTKs/s1600-h/IMG_2630-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuXNN-PCSI/AAAAAAAABZM/BQfRkxqsTKs/s200/IMG_2630-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459643602602274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am fine now with the funny looking neighbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;rs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;but I barked the first time I saw them to tell them to stay on their side of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yesterday a group of people came over from something called a “college reunion”. We all hung out in the living room. The other dogs just napped but I made the rounds to all the humans so I could get lots of pats. The interesting cat sat under a lady’s chair &amp;amp; I learned not to stick my nose under there. Everyone seemed to enjoy getting together &amp;amp; laughed a lot. It reminded me of Greyfest. The lady with the cat under her chair talked about having “battle scars” from owning cats for so many years. I don’t understand that. I know my manners and would never give anyone scars. I really need to stay away from those cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuZUpSdE6I/AAAAAAAABZc/yJgoVk4Ol3M/s1600-h/IMG_2656-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuZUpSdE6I/AAAAAAAABZc/yJgoVk4Ol3M/s320/IMG_2656-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254461970217505698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love to flash my pretty smile and I wag my tail a lot because life is so exciting. Am told I will have a forever home soon. I don’t know what that is but I hope it includes a lot of toys &amp;amp; special people who love me. A girl could get used to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-2293595733773122122?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/2293595733773122122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=2293595733773122122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2293595733773122122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/2293595733773122122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-whole-new-world.html' title='It&apos;s a whole new world!'/><author><name>Versatile Greyhounds Project</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18357843626679154954</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/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SZLwi9UAbHI/AAAAAAAABsE/qtgqxVETv0o/S220/IMG_9628-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0WuLqJ8Uk4/SOuUgjg9PAI/AAAAAAAABY0/tt7SrHduHvQ/s72-c/IMG_2644-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-3098559078364075242</id><published>2008-10-05T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:45:00.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Mile goes to Greyfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIUyyqRQ9c4/SOjStlPbNlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lhE-ulWR3wc/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253680645860439634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIUyyqRQ9c4/SOjStlPbNlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lhE-ulWR3wc/s400/IMG_1139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gave Extra Mile a ride to the festival on Sat. She had a GREYT day and was an awesome guest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She rode very well in our car for the hour and half ride down. She was very polite to all the dogs and people. She socialized very well with everyone, and was so excited to meet new people and dogs alike. She got lots of attention, since she is a BEAUTIFUL girl. She fit right in with our group, and was "one of the gang" before long. She was very easy to handle all day long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how well she fit in with her new friends...she's in the middle of Jack and Whitney! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heather, kennel walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-3098559078364075242?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/3098559078364075242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=3098559078364075242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/3098559078364075242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/3098559078364075242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/extra-mile-goes-to-greyfest.html' title='Extra Mile goes to Greyfest'/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UIUyyqRQ9c4/SOjStlPbNlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lhE-ulWR3wc/s72-c/IMG_1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7144364928404748363.post-1587291631487887865</id><published>2008-10-03T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:18:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This girl is one of the cutest most "ready for action" dogs I've ever been around. She is sooo happy and helicopter wags her tail all the time. She is great on a leash, never pulls and is so enthusiastic about everything. She loves to be petted and would make a nice addition in my house. Somebody come get this adorable girl before she becomes number 6.       Eda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-1587291631487887865?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/1587291631487887865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=1587291631487887865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/1587291631487887865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/1587291631487887865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-girl-is-one-of-cutest-most-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><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-7144364928404748363.post-3668485861993254012</id><published>2008-09-27T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:54:33.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well traveled hound....</title><content type='html'>I bet she had no idea what her name meant when she was a puppy, but this girl HAS gone the extra mile....According to her race information, she started in Florida, was shipped to Kansas...then back to Florida and now to us in Georgia.  Can you imagine that journey in a dog hauler?  It must be the luck o' the Irish that this girl is so friendly and well balanced, as her Dad was born in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go the Extra mile is a sweet, petite little girl with a bony head and gentle eyes.  She is a bit underweight and her skin is flaky...but that can turn around with TLC.  She is beautiful now, but I can't wait to see her after she finds her forever home...and has those other "miles" behind her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria, kennel walker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-3668485861993254012?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/3668485861993254012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=3668485861993254012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/3668485861993254012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/3668485861993254012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-traveled-hound.html' title='Well traveled hound....'/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><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-7144364928404748363.post-5161795709020557084</id><published>2008-09-22T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:04:12.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The markings on this girl are just amazing! But what's even better is her personality. With her floppy ears and goofy, loving nature she is sure to win your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7144364928404748363-5161795709020557084?l=gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/feeds/5161795709020557084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7144364928404748363&amp;postID=5161795709020557084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/5161795709020557084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7144364928404748363/posts/default/5161795709020557084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gotheextramilehound.blogspot.com/2008/09/markings-on-this-girl-are-just-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>SEGA Kennel Walkers</name><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></feed>
