<?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-4450543487380025543</id><updated>2011-08-03T07:00:33.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Dog in the Big North</title><subtitle type='html'>A Chihuahua and her family fumbling through life, love, gardens and an old house in the Last Frontier</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-1292910415887098912</id><published>2010-11-05T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:05:35.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a big trip for a little dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TNQ4aW85WgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0JMuTXJPsdc/s1600/pumpkinrosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TNQ4aW85WgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0JMuTXJPsdc/s320/pumpkinrosie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536111867433933314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again I have been remiss in posting on this blog. Rosie, Bret and I have just returned from a two and a half week trip, most of which was spent driving all over New England, visiting friends and family who we just don't get to see often enough. It was a very busy and very fun trip. And best of all was how settled Rosie was with all of it. She was a traveling champ! She met several other dogs on the trip and other than her occasional food guarding, she did great. She snoozed in the car on long and short drives. She happily made friends where ever we went and she even spent an evening in New York City! &lt;br /&gt;I was truly amazed at her ability to just roll with whatever the plan was - it was so fun. Each time we travel with her I am just so happy to have her with us. &lt;br /&gt;One great product we use when we travel with Rosie is called Dog Appeasing Pheromone or DAP. Which really helps to ease the process for her. I will write about that in a separate post. &lt;br /&gt;Now, we are settling back into rainy Juneau life. Here is a shot of Rosie in a Jack O' Lantern patch in Worcester, MA. I must admit, she's pretty darn cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-1292910415887098912?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/1292910415887098912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-trip-for-little-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1292910415887098912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1292910415887098912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-trip-for-little-dog.html' title='a big trip for a little dog'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TNQ4aW85WgI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0JMuTXJPsdc/s72-c/pumpkinrosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-8694938628522422933</id><published>2010-08-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:30:28.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harvest...yum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TGDRtnrGs2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Mrq1cVb9ix8/s1600/yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TGDRtnrGs2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Mrq1cVb9ix8/s320/yum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503629326320841570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since I just posted about the tomatoes in the guest room, I couldn't resist sharing a pic and a little about the delicious meal that came from them! Thank you - lovely little tomatoes - for letting me make one of my very favorite dishes out of ingredients mainly harvested from right here at home. If you live out in the land of lush farmers market's - this sort of dish is so easy and wonderful this time of year, and of course it looks beautiful. Oh, and thank you to my husband for crawling around in the dirt for the last two weeks so we can have running water and doing it all without destroying my garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a saucepan saute fresh garlic in olive oil(this garlic was bought at Juneau's Farmers Market - hurray we finally have one!). Ad some fresh greens, I used kale and arugula from the garden. Slice fresh cherry tomatoes in half or chunk regular size tomatoes into bite size pieces. It makes all the difference that the tomatoes are fresh for this, I also think a mix of colors is fun! Tear up some fresh basil (this is also the first year I have ever been even somewhat successful with basil). I added garbanzo beans for some protein, but I don't always do that just depends on what you're after, it's good either way. Saute all together until the tomatoes start to break down and their juices mix with the olive oil and garlic to make a sauce. Salt and pepper to taste and some crushed red pepper flakes for a lil' kick. Toss with whatever sort of pasta you prefer, I used rigatoni for this because I love the way the sauce get's stuck in the ridges and fills up the middle. Mmmmmm...When it's ready to serve sprinkle each plate with a bit of feta cheese, but again, you could really use whatever you prefer. The end result - simple and delicious - the best kind of food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of ways to vary this, you can ad any veggies you want and it will taste great, so long as it's fresh! I think fresh green beans this time of year are delicious in a dish like this as is zucchini. Happy eating and happy harvest time. Enjoy your gardens and your markets and for those of you who live down south, don't take those amazing tomatoes for granted! Here's hoping we get enough sun to turn more of my green tomatoes those amazing shades of red and yellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-8694938628522422933?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/8694938628522422933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/harvestyum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8694938628522422933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8694938628522422933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/harvestyum.html' title='harvest...yum...'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TGDRtnrGs2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Mrq1cVb9ix8/s72-c/yum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-914363152139130930</id><published>2010-08-07T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T14:38:29.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TF3Q7LtBH4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/84fwg2xE7e8/s1600/tomatoes.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TF3Q7LtBH4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/84fwg2xE7e8/s320/tomatoes.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502784034889080706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These tomatoes are growing in our upstairs guestroom. This is the first time in my life I have successfully had tomatoes turn color - and not just one of them while the plant is giving its all before it dies. I will admit that I did not start these plants, I bought them when they were very small from a locally renowned tomato grower, but I have bought starts before and never still never succeeded. Our wet and often somewhat gray summers, are not the best for growing tomatoes. I think though, that this old house might just get enough light to do it! &lt;br /&gt;Every morning since they started blooming I come in and give them a little shake while looking down the channel, I think it is making all the difference and is what I was missing before. As I type the smell of tomato plants fills up the little room for Rosie and I to smell, who is laying beside me on one of her many beds.&lt;br /&gt;I can also report that these lovely little tomatoes are quite delicious! We'll see how many I get this summer, hopefully each summer I'll get a little better at this and be able to start them myself successfully one day. Time will tell I suppose.  For now, I am thankful to have any and looking forward to eating more. Happy Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-914363152139130930?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/914363152139130930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/tomatoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/914363152139130930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/914363152139130930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/tomatoes.html' title='tomatoes'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TF3Q7LtBH4I/AAAAAAAAAFo/84fwg2xE7e8/s72-c/tomatoes.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-243580997140643836</id><published>2010-08-01T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:07:08.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E. Alan Brudno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TFXu2fPXsfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a7C6iMh2u08/s1600/vietnammemorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TFXu2fPXsfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a7C6iMh2u08/s320/vietnammemorial.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565139769242098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have written. Things have been busy here. We recently returned from a week in Washington DC. A lot of things about that trip have stuck in my mind, but there is one thing in particular that I can't stop thinking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Alan Brudno. The only person to have his name on the Vietnam War Memorial who committed suicide after returning to the United States. Brundo had been a POW and killed himself shortly after he was freed and sent home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to get your name on that wall you must have either died in battle, or died of wounds associated with the war. They are still adding names today of those who have died of complications from wounds years later. But the wounds must be physical, not mental. The damage that is done to one's brain is not considered reason enough to have your name on that wall. E. Alan Brudno was an exception, because his family fought - for years - to get him there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked one of the very nice men at the Vietnam Memorial if people who killed themselves after the war would get their names on that wall, he told me no, told me about Brundo and then told me that, "Even John McCain doesn't think they should get their names on the wall. He was a prisoner of war and he didn't do that." I guess if John McCain can tough it out, then everyone should be able to? Well, some people survive gun wounds to the head and some don't. Those who don't, get their names on that wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard recently that we have lost more soldiers in these two wars we are in from suicide than we have from combat. This of course on the heals of constant stories about how the military is putting extensive resources into mental health care for our service men and women. If this many people were dying from surgery complications, we'd get new surgeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't profess to know anything about what it's like to be at war, or to survive it. What I do know is that if you don't count those who kill themselves as casualties of war, the numbers sure do go down. Imagine how many more names would be on that wall if Brundo was not the only one up there who took his own life? I do know that suicide is a scary thing for people to talk about, so we don't and it still happens. I do know that brilliant, creative, caring minds snuff themselves out every day - and leave their loved ones behind asking why and looking for help. I do know that it is unacceptable not to have acknowledged these men and women then - and that we don't today - as casualties of war. I do know that we must do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-243580997140643836?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/243580997140643836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-alan-brudno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/243580997140643836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/243580997140643836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/08/e-alan-brudno.html' title='E. Alan Brudno'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TFXu2fPXsfI/AAAAAAAAAFg/a7C6iMh2u08/s72-c/vietnammemorial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-271118256492401186</id><published>2010-07-06T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:22:40.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a good weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TDOy6rVBK7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/C2JnT0jiFhQ/s1600/fishing+rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TDOy6rVBK7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/C2JnT0jiFhQ/s320/fishing+rosie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490929091827805106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend we spent in my home town of Gustavus, which is - in many ways - a dog and people heaven about 60 miles northwest of Juneau. The population is somewhere around 450 year 'round and swells in the summer with seasonal folks. The 4th of July celebration is a community gathering, for many it's their only day off all summer, making for busy visiting and catching up by everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in Gustavus is what taught me to value community - in the truest sense of the word. Taking care of each other during hard times and remaining friends and neighbors even when you don't vote the same way or agree on local politics is not always an easy thing to do. None the less the support of the community is always there when times are tough, dinners delivered, monies raised, shoulders offered to cry on. Some of the hardest things become small miracles in a way - as the town holds each other up through their shared grief, or works together to support a community member going through a difficult time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back there is always a bright spot for us, even if we can't do it as much as we'd like. Those people are my people, that place is my place, no matter how long I haven't been there, it is all a part of me. This trip we spent time fishing in the rain, visiting with friends, feasting on fresh crab and halibut pulled from the sea that day and clams canned this spring and put up for the season. Salads were filled with fresh garden greens and of course, the wine tasted perfect with everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good weekend - filled with good people and good food. Rosie played on the beach, walked in the woods and fished on the sea bundled in my rain coat. She spent most of the day on the 4th tucked in my coats with her head peaking out to see what was going on and to greet friends. She came home exhausted from a fun and busy weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon we landed back in Juneau and drove straight to the harbor to pick up a fresh white king salmon from a local fisherman, we took it home and processed it for the freezer, keeping a piece out for dinner with my sister and our friend Katie who is family. We harvested fresh greens from the garden for a salad, fresh garden chard was steamed for a side dish, and Katie made rhubarb dessert with rhubarb picked just for the occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all sat around the table, eating an amazing bounty of fresh, local and delicious food, I looked at Rosie snoozing on her bed in front of the crackling fire, at the rain and wind pounding outside and at my family and thought, it really does not get much better than this moment, right here, right now. The perfect end to the perfect weekend. I could not have been more thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-271118256492401186?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/271118256492401186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/271118256492401186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/271118256492401186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-weekend.html' title='a good weekend'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TDOy6rVBK7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/C2JnT0jiFhQ/s72-c/fishing+rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-4750160035400426687</id><published>2010-06-29T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:40:17.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pups at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCp96bkSnJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4cvwWxXKmDc/s1600/upsidedownrosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCp96bkSnJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4cvwWxXKmDc/s320/upsidedownrosie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488337538690227346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned earlier that I am fortunate to work in a dog friendly office. There are many benefits to this for me and my co-workers as well of course for the dogs. Having dogs in the work place ads a definite family feel to any setting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four legged pals can really reduce stress for employees. What better than petting a pup to make those nerves relax! Additionally, since dogs have to go out and do their business during the day and of course need some exercise, that ensures that we will do the same. Making for ultimately more productive employees. I know I am more productive when I take a break to get outside during the day to stretch my legs, clear my head and breath in some fresh air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sorts of large corporations have started to allow dogs in the work place because they recognize the benefit to their employees, even to the one's who don't bring a dog. &lt;a href="http://www.thepetloo.com/blog/index.php/2009/09/the-benefits-of-dogs-in-the-workplace/"&gt;Google is a dog friendly employer&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fortunate to have a dog who's office manner's are very good. Rosie spends most of the day snoozing on her bed next to my desk (as you've seen in some past pictures). She loves to say hello to people, and aside from occasionally stealing Sam's bone, and then not letting him anywhere near it to get it back, she's good with the other dogs as well, although she will sneak their food if given the chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if your work place is dog friendly and you have a dog who is safe for an office setting, try it out! If your employer isn't dog friendly, it might be worth sharing some of the benefits with them! If you do bring your dog to work, or have co-worker's who do, what do you see as the benefits?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-4750160035400426687?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/4750160035400426687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/pups-at-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4750160035400426687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4750160035400426687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/pups-at-work.html' title='pups at work'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCp96bkSnJI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4cvwWxXKmDc/s72-c/upsidedownrosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-6791710142420491657</id><published>2010-06-24T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:59:43.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you know what it is you're doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCO9zm1250I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7avenY85hYI/s1600/checkingitout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCO9zm1250I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7avenY85hYI/s320/checkingitout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486437465364817730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a play in college entitled &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"When You Know What it is You're Doing."&lt;/span&gt;  I don't remember what the play was about - I only remember the title and how it made me feel - how it still makes me feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen years later I wonder if I've remembered it all this time because I don't know what I am doing or because I don't remember the moment when I realized that I knew what I was doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, I am surprised to realize that what I think I am doing is pretty basic and not nearly as interesting as I might have thought it would have been 16 years ago. I am trying to be a good wife, sister, daughter, friend and community member and I am trying to find that peaceful centered place in myself where it is easier to do all of those things from. I can't really imagine a better thing to achieve. I feel confident that I will be working toward this for the rest of my life as I am often slow to pick things up and as simple as it may be, it's not always that easy. With that in mind, maybe knowing what you're doing isn't a moment. Maybe it's a process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess the question is, what does it mean to you to know what it is you're doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-6791710142420491657?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/6791710142420491657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-know-what-it-is-yourre-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6791710142420491657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6791710142420491657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-know-what-it-is-yourre-doing.html' title='when you know what it is you&apos;re doing'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCO9zm1250I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7avenY85hYI/s72-c/checkingitout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-688436605548322367</id><published>2010-06-23T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:57:16.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a very rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCKRTNMxaFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_Nw-FDyRv0I/s1600/photo-736858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCKRTNMxaFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_Nw-FDyRv0I/s320/photo-736858.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486107055237458002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It is dumping rain here today. Rosie just arranged her office bed into  &lt;br&gt;this little tent and crawled inside. What could be better on a  &lt;br&gt;blustery wet day? My thoughts exactly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-688436605548322367?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/688436605548322367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/very-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/688436605548322367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/688436605548322367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/very-rainy-day.html' title='a very rainy day'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TCKRTNMxaFI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_Nw-FDyRv0I/s72-c/photo-736858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-2126138163509656738</id><published>2010-06-21T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:34:22.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solstice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB-wDv4hkiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGjtA5OlCBs/s1600/rosie+and+dogwood+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB-wDv4hkiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGjtA5OlCBs/s320/rosie+and+dogwood+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485296449600197154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is summer solstice. With our very short summer season, it's always a shock when solstice arrives. The marking of the first day of summer and the peak of our long days, also means the slow loss of light and always sort of feels like "what, summer is almost over?" It's not of course, but it isn't uncommon for it to rain all of August, the earlier months always more likely to be dry and brighter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year our forests are filled with the bright greens of Devil's Club, Skunk Cabbage and sprinkled with white Dwarf Dogwood. The ferns are huge and the ground is covered in bright green moss. Everything seems to be glowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy solstice. Enjoy the light. Enjoy the blooms and the greens. Here is Rosie on our hike into the cabin this past weekend doing just that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-2126138163509656738?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/2126138163509656738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/solstice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2126138163509656738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2126138163509656738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/solstice.html' title='solstice'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB-wDv4hkiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mGjtA5OlCBs/s72-c/rosie+and+dogwood+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-3588341967771660107</id><published>2010-06-19T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T19:35:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB1-a2OQv0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NvIp86xxXcQ/s1600/photo-723784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB1-a2OQv0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NvIp86xxXcQ/s320/photo-723784.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484678920904163138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-3588341967771660107?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/3588341967771660107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/3588341967771660107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/3588341967771660107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TB1-a2OQv0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/NvIp86xxXcQ/s72-c/photo-723784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-4030280762278867594</id><published>2010-06-19T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T19:31:21.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;We just got back from an overnight at Peterson Lake cabin. It's a drive "out the rode" here in Juneau and then a hike that's a bit over four miles. It's peaceful and quiet there and there's a little row boat on the lake that we spent a lot of time playing with. It was, as the cabins always are, a perfect retreat from the worries and stressors of every day life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;For me, there are few things more satisfying than a walk in the green woods w/ my husband, my dog, and a correctly fitting pack. The lush colors and chirping of song birds just can't be replicated. We are so lucky to have places like this in our backyard. Places where we can listen to the silence and breath in the crisp smells of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rosie and I went for a row early this morning. We listened and watched as a loon cried her haunting song on the lake and the other birds chirped and chattered in the stillness of the new day. It was the quietest and most settled I have felt in quite some time and I found my mind NOT wondering! Rosie and I just sat together and enjoyed the moment. Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="cid:754E15AF-9276-4451-8C63-3FF0A359E769/photo.jpg" alt="754E15AF-9276-4451-8C63-3FF0A359E769/photo.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.226562); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.226562);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-4030280762278867594?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/4030280762278867594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4030280762278867594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4030280762278867594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/retreat.html' title='retreat'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-4150510139270135832</id><published>2010-06-17T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:35:03.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBpOsIfmheI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fcwkSp8x-vs/s1600/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBpOsIfmheI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fcwkSp8x-vs/s320/garden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483782016378242530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie and I are both learning about gardens and yards this summer. I am learning how to plant and care for them, Rosie is learning how to stay out of them and in them respectively. It has been so fun and unbelievably therapeutic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really great trick I learned from another "dog person," is to tie a long cord to Rosie while she's out in the yard. We don't tie her up, but if she starts to go somewhere she shouldn't we tell her no and reel her back in, giving her a treat when she get's to us, and lots of treats when we don't have to reel her and she does it on her own. It has really helped teach her the boundaries of our yard (which is not fenced) and we rarely have to reel her, but we can in a pinch and that is great. She has freedom and we have a safety mechanism to keep her from going where she shouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has allowed Rosie and I to spend a lot of quality time in the yard this summer. I am amazed at how good I feel mentally after digging in the dirt. The excitement of harvesting our first salad from the garden filled with lettuce, mustard greens and arugula was about the coolest thing ever! Since then we've harvested broccoli and radishes and are patiently waiting on beets and carrots. So fun! Truly I don't really know what I am doing, but I am learning and hopefully, over time I'll figure it out bit by bit and the process is definitely as yummy as the salad! Here is a peak at some of the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-4150510139270135832?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/4150510139270135832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/gathering.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4150510139270135832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4150510139270135832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/gathering.html' title='gathering'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBpOsIfmheI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fcwkSp8x-vs/s72-c/garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-1967395107242591075</id><published>2010-06-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:51:35.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>simplify</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBkAXoWnn-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OxWa4sbOdjQ/s1600/rosiereading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBkAXoWnn-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OxWa4sbOdjQ/s320/rosiereading.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483414427269570530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we aren't going to be able to hike the Chilkoot Trail this summer. The reality is that we just have too much to do on our house over the next two months. The thing about being a grown up, I suppose, is that sometimes you have to make the responsible choice, not the fun choice. Bummer. We are committing ourselves, for that time frame anyway, to be grown ups. Which is probably a good thing, given the heating situation in our 100+ year old house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed to simplify, to take something off our plate. These days everyone seems so busy. Two year old's have "play dates," a term that clearly has developed out of our overly packed schedules and the need to "pencil" it all in on a given date and time. As I am working to not freak out over little things, simplification is becoming more and more integral in the way I strive to live my life - and mind you, I am not there yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way I notice if my life is out of control is when I get too busy to take Rosie for a walk. That's when I put on the breaks and try to regain control. I need those walks just as much as Rosie does and that's the truth. Those of us with dogs get the added bonus of religiously getting outside, rain or shine, to walk our four legged family members. What a joy! When all the responsibilities of being a grown up hit me over the head, going back to the simple task of taking Rosie out for a walk lightens my load and refreshes my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't get to hike the Chilkoot Trail this summer, and that is too bad. We will however, make strides toward the long journey of making our home into what we envision it to someday be. We will take long walks with Rosie, harvest fresh greens from our garden and do our best not to pencil in all our spare time. The Chilkoot Trail will have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-1967395107242591075?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/1967395107242591075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/simplify_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1967395107242591075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1967395107242591075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/simplify_16.html' title='simplify'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBkAXoWnn-I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OxWa4sbOdjQ/s72-c/rosiereading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-7350484030663185725</id><published>2010-06-15T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:58:03.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBeoDELt2rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Cni8X4a-iGk/s1600/boatdockrosiejpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBeoDELt2rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Cni8X4a-iGk/s320/boatdockrosiejpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483035841962826418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started a great local book that I'll tell you all about when I am done reading it. It's called "Take Good Care of the Garden and the Dogs," by Haines author Heather Lende. She references a lot of traditional prayers in the book, including one I have always loved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear God, have mercy on me. The sea is so wide and my boat is so small." It's a fisherman's prayer of course, but it fits for all of us. Our lives are so wide. Some days are easy and the wind isn't blowing and some days are a storm. Either way, it's nice to have faith that God (whatever we perceive God to be), will take mercy on us in some manner as we all try to stay afloat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes about the faith that dogs have, that they must have - in us. Faith that we will keep them safe, faith that we will treat them well and meet their needs and I wonder if this is related to the general happy state of dogs who are given reason to have faith that we will do the right thing for them. A bit of faith is a good thing for all of us I suppose. It certainly helps to weather the storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-7350484030663185725?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/7350484030663185725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/faith_15.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/7350484030663185725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/7350484030663185725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/faith_15.html' title='faith'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBeoDELt2rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Cni8X4a-iGk/s72-c/boatdockrosiejpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-305170023900279887</id><published>2010-06-14T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:31:07.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to learn from our dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBZbkwnD2xI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8PAp3v6bnx4/s1600/boatingrosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBZbkwnD2xI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8PAp3v6bnx4/s320/boatingrosie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482670283452308242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life I am working hard to be more aware. To appreciate what's around me and to accept things as they are without working myself into a tizzy about it. For some people, this is an easy task, for me it's often not. &lt;br /&gt;One thing I have found most amazing about Rosie is her ability to roll with whatever comes her way. For the most part, Rosie appears to be quite happy and secure in her life. It doesn't matter if she's having a good day or a bad day. Even if she isn't feeling well, she's happy to see those she loves and it shows. She enjoys nearly all adventures we take together, always taking time to stop and smell the stories that came before her. Rosie does not judge new people, she finds out if they like her by showing them she wants to be friends. If it doesn't work out, she moves on. Simple. &lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot of Rosie on a recent row boat trip in Sitka. This was Rosie's first time in a row boat and she embraced it as she does most everything else. She looked around at the beauty and sniffed out the stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-305170023900279887?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/305170023900279887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-to-learn-from-our-dogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/305170023900279887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/305170023900279887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-to-learn-from-our-dogs.html' title='so much to learn from our dogs'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBZbkwnD2xI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8PAp3v6bnx4/s72-c/boatingrosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-8598824538990229325</id><published>2010-06-12T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:49:29.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuddle day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBQlHOyBxaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01aqpp1BMG4/s1600/photo-736166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBQlHOyBxaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01aqpp1BMG4/s320/photo-736166.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482047452573975970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After what seems like weeks of sun, the rain and the wind have come  &lt;br /&gt;back. For those if us who live in Alaska, the long sunny days of  &lt;br /&gt;summer often mean frantic work outside trying to get it all done  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;while the weather holds.&amp;quot; While we nurture our gardens, split and  &lt;br /&gt;stack wood for the winter, hike, bike and play...the insides of our  &lt;br /&gt;homes get slightly neglected and we rarely take time just to cuddle up with our loved ones and a cup of tea. Today, our household is enjoying some much needed down time in front of a crackling fire as the wind blows the rain into our windows and the earth gets the good soak it has been waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-8598824538990229325?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/8598824538990229325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/cuddle-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8598824538990229325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8598824538990229325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/cuddle-day.html' title='cuddle day'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBQlHOyBxaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/01aqpp1BMG4/s72-c/photo-736166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-2941661185251228810</id><published>2010-06-11T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:38:40.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBLWkkW7TdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xcCov_CHO-E/s1600/photo-794357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBLWkkW7TdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xcCov_CHO-E/s320/photo-794357.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481679620186787282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We are all glad it&amp;#39;s Friday. It has been a long week...Rosie is  &lt;br /&gt;exhausted from all the work...here she is in one of her office poses.  &lt;br /&gt;TGIF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-2941661185251228810?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/2941661185251228810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-all-glad-it-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2941661185251228810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2941661185251228810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-all-glad-it-friday.html' title='happy friday!'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBLWkkW7TdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xcCov_CHO-E/s72-c/photo-794357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-6860262121169941328</id><published>2010-06-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:26:30.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie accidentally goes for a swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBAVF4DCiGI/AAAAAAAAADw/uyGbD26IR-I/s1600/photo-790506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBAVF4DCiGI/AAAAAAAAADw/uyGbD26IR-I/s320/photo-790506.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480903937198557282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Rosie&amp;#39;s office mates look on as Rosie surprises herself with a swim.  &lt;br&gt;Guess that water wasn&amp;#39;t as shallow as she thought!&lt;p&gt;More on the joys of dogs in the work place soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-6860262121169941328?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/6860262121169941328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/rosie-accidentally-goes-for-swim.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6860262121169941328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6860262121169941328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/rosie-accidentally-goes-for-swim.html' title='Rosie accidentally goes for a swim'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TBAVF4DCiGI/AAAAAAAAADw/uyGbD26IR-I/s72-c/photo-790506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-2529454376585094381</id><published>2010-06-08T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:36:53.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a cruising angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA6Nv7Uq27I/AAAAAAAAADo/5xx2IU2YBLo/s1600/bikingrosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA6Nv7Uq27I/AAAAAAAAADo/5xx2IU2YBLo/s320/bikingrosie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480473651074227122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lovely day in Southeast! Here is Rosie Mae biking (or rather riding) to work this morning. It's been a great way to get to work and home this spring. Rosie get's goodies as we peddle and seems to be perfectly happy cruising along. Hurray for summer and 8lb dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-2529454376585094381?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/2529454376585094381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/cruising-angel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2529454376585094381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/2529454376585094381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/cruising-angel.html' title='a cruising angel'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA6Nv7Uq27I/AAAAAAAAADo/5xx2IU2YBLo/s72-c/bikingrosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-671762439301035632</id><published>2010-06-07T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:40:12.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting it together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA1KvekTo6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Vvltc6_pY4U/s1600/rosieingarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA1KvekTo6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Vvltc6_pY4U/s320/rosieingarden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480118501099414434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do people keep these blogs up, anyway? Stay tuned as we're getting it together and hope to get back to making regular posts this week! The Chilkoot Trail is sneaking up on us and we have lots to do! Rosie is working on learning the boundaries of the yard, how to stay out of the vegetables and not bark at the other dogs cruising by the house. So much to do! Here is a shot of Rosie Mae enjoying some sunshine in the yard. Gardening is hard work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-671762439301035632?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/671762439301035632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-it-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/671762439301035632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/671762439301035632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-it-together.html' title='Getting it together'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/TA1KvekTo6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Vvltc6_pY4U/s72-c/rosieingarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-8641464742519339419</id><published>2010-02-27T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:21:47.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilkoot Trail Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S4mMdDem9LI/AAAAAAAAACw/3Ldah3LVqtA/s1600-h/topomap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S4mMdDem9LI/AAAAAAAAACw/3Ldah3LVqtA/s320/topomap.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443036055431738546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As spring creeps in early on us here in Juneau - our thoughts are turning to what sort of fun things we're going to do with our summer. I am excited to report that we have decided to hike the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/klgo/planyourvisit/chilkoottrail.htm"&gt;Chilkoot Trail&lt;/a&gt; this summer - with Rosie Mae! Dogs are allowed, although they must remain on a leash. We think this will be fairly easy with Rosie. The trail is about 32 miles long, and we hope to hike it in four days - likely 8-10 miles of hiking daily, some of which we will need to carry Rosie for - but fortunately, she only ways 8.5lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we think we can do this with our tiny pup? Because Rosie is in good shape, I walk 2-4 miles with her everyday - but for her she's running around going back and forth etc - so she probably get's in more than that total. Remember, proper exercise is one of the most important things you can do for your dogs - and of course, it has the added benefit of getting us out and moving too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned as we prepare for this trip - learn to dehydrate Rosie's food (and ours), and get ourselves and Rosie out on lots of hikes to be ready for the big one! We suspect Rosie might be the first Chihuahua to hike the historic &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/klgo/planyourvisit/chilkoottrail.htm"&gt;Chikoot Trail&lt;/a&gt;! Any advice on hiking long distances with little dogs is more than welcome! What tips do you have to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-8641464742519339419?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/8641464742519339419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/02/summer-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8641464742519339419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/8641464742519339419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/02/summer-plans.html' title='Chilkoot Trail Here We Come!'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S4mMdDem9LI/AAAAAAAAACw/3Ldah3LVqtA/s72-c/topomap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-5584984480062492550</id><published>2010-01-15T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:48:31.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing a Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S1C16Yz1tzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gg76CGcMsCQ/s1600-h/DSC_0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S1C16Yz1tzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gg76CGcMsCQ/s320/DSC_0415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427037565678368562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earlier on this blog I wrote about my dear friend and loyal companion of 14.5 years, Zoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of the first day of 2010, while the sun rose out the windows behind her, and the blue moon went down behind the mountains, Zoe left us. She was surrounded by myself, my husband and my sister. We sat with her, we stroked her and we cried as she quickly slipped away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tremendously heartbreaking moment for me. Even more so than I expected, and as I write this, two weeks later, my eyes are welled with tears and I feel a great loss in my life. Zoe was a member of our family and she had been with me longer than anyone else I share my home with. Zoe would come to me when I was sad and play with me when I was happy. She was amazing at reading moods, and as I shared earlier, she had a way of reaching out to those she loved and those in need. In her older days, Zoe followed me everywhere, even into the bathroom. Now, I miss the clicking of her feet on the wood floor and the sound of her old body slowly moving up and down the stairs. Then of course, I just wanted her to stop, for fear that she would hurt herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe gave us so much in her life and in her death she did the same. She spared us from having to make the decision of when it was "time," she went when we were all there, in our home, she made one cry in the morning, awaking us all and asking for us to be with her.  I am so thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had decided (thanks to Patricia McConnell) that we would allow Zoe -when the time came- to "lay in state" in the house. I had read that this would help Rosie Mae to understand what had happened and to mourn the loss of her friend.  So, this is what we did. Zoe was in the house, on her favorite bed, in the place she died for apx. 32 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first 12 hours, Rosie would not go anywhere near her. We all spent the day in the room Zoe was in, petting her, talking to her, being with each other. That evening, Rosie went to Zoe. She kissed her all over her face, she cried out and she pushed on Zoe with her tiny little front feet. She did this more than once that night, while we watched in amazement as Rosie accepted the loss of her friend. It was wonderful and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Rosie would come and sit quietly near me while I pet, brushed or just talked to Zoe. Her perception of our sadness, coupled with her own sense of loss (what I can only assume to be), seemed to quiet her, she did not ask to play, she did not cause any mischief, as we all shuffled about the house in a fog of grief. She cuddled and loved us and quietly kept watch over her friend and over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have Zoe lay in state because of Rosie. What I didn't know then, but realize now, is how cathartic it would be for me. We were not ready or prepared for Zoe to leave us, we did not know it was time, we had not said goodbye. Having her in the house allowed me time to be with her, to talk to her and touch her. It allowed me time to thank her for all she has done for me and to apologize for all the silly mistakes I made when I was just a kid. No one will ever share those times with me again, she shared them all and now she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit by the small shrine we made for her with her ashes, her lovely collar, photos and cards from all the friends who reached out, I feel ache and relief, sorrow and joy, and mostly appreciation for all that Zoe gave me and for how long she stayed here with us. We bring dogs into our lives for many reasons, what we don't fully realize until they're gone is how much they bring us into theirs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-5584984480062492550?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/5584984480062492550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-family-member.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/5584984480062492550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/5584984480062492550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-family-member.html' title='Losing a Family Member'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/S1C16Yz1tzI/AAAAAAAAACg/Gg76CGcMsCQ/s72-c/DSC_0415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-4596735664825994762</id><published>2009-10-02T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:18:11.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie's Coat Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Ssbo6AyRsjI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GMEHdqWIs0/s1600-h/Winter-Hike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Ssbo6AyRsjI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GMEHdqWIs0/s320/Winter-Hike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388250087536308786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being of a warm climate heritage, Rosie Mae is not totally cut out for Alaska's inclement weather. That being said, we have found one coat that serves as a fantastic accommodation for Rosie's shiver prone body. The &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/K-9-Overcoat-2?sc=2&amp;amp;category=12"&gt;K-9 Overcoat&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/"&gt;Ruffwear&lt;/a&gt;  makes things possible all times of the year for Rosie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an earlier post you saw a picture of a soaking wet Rosie in her &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/K-9-Overcoat-2?sc=2&amp;amp;category=12"&gt;Overcoat&lt;/a&gt; - well, under that coat, she was totally dry. The coat is insulated with recycled fleece and is enclosed with durable recycled polyester, so you can rejoice that it is eco-friendly! It is wind and water resistant according to &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/"&gt;Ruffwear&lt;/a&gt; - but I have never seen it soak through on Rosie even in Southeast Alaska's driving rain. It also has reflective material on the sides and a spot to put a light for safety - which is extra great when you're less than a foot tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another super thing about this coat is that it has clips on the side. It is a cinch to put on and it will stay on. This is true &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/Products"&gt;dog outdoor gear&lt;/a&gt; made for true dog outdoor activities, this is not for decoration. Rosie is regularly on the go in this coat and is able to participate in a lot of activities she would otherwise be miserable doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One draw back of this coat is its' price point - the coat costs $59.99 - which is a bit spendy. That being said - it holds up great, it doesn't fall off so it won't be lost, it does just what &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/"&gt;Ruffwear&lt;/a&gt; say's it will do if not more - and it doesn't look completely ridiculous. We think it's worth the money and we give it a solid 5 Bones, our highest score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Rosie hiking up the side of a mountain last winter on Valentines day. This activity would not have been possible without the &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/K-9-Overcoat-2?sc=2&amp;amp;category=12"&gt;K-9 Overcoat&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you, &lt;a href="http://www.ruffwear.com/"&gt;Ruffwear&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-4596735664825994762?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/4596735664825994762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/10/rosies-coat-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4596735664825994762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/4596735664825994762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/10/rosies-coat-review.html' title='Rosie&apos;s Coat Review'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Ssbo6AyRsjI/AAAAAAAAACU/7GMEHdqWIs0/s72-c/Winter-Hike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-1554991808843113194</id><published>2009-09-26T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:43:14.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie Eats a Tuna Fish Sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sr5R8KREqmI/AAAAAAAAACM/RlGs0pr4X7E/s1600-h/Snoozin%27-Rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sr5R8KREqmI/AAAAAAAAACM/RlGs0pr4X7E/s320/Snoozin%27-Rosie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385832298371656290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rosie is not able to help out with the blog today because she is sleeping off a food hangover. Last night we went to dinner at our friend's house and left Rosie and Zoe home. When we got home a few hours later, we discovered that Rosie had pulled out my husband's uneaten lunch, a tuna fish sandwich - with cheese, and eaten everything except for one piece of bread! I am convinced the only reason she hadn't finished the sandwich is that we interrupted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how large her little tummy looked! She seems to have recovered alright, aside from being a bit constipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: Make sure your house is doggie proofed before you leave the pups home alone - for Rosie, leaving out any easily accessible food is a big no no!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-1554991808843113194?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/1554991808843113194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rosie-eats-tuna-fish-sandwich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1554991808843113194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1554991808843113194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rosie-eats-tuna-fish-sandwich.html' title='Rosie Eats a Tuna Fish Sandwich'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sr5R8KREqmI/AAAAAAAAACM/RlGs0pr4X7E/s72-c/Snoozin%27-Rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-1730621889145470075</id><published>2009-09-24T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:50:00.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrwyFS4tvnI/AAAAAAAAACE/YN8qlAhI1QY/s1600-h/Rosie-in-the-truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrwyFS4tvnI/AAAAAAAAACE/YN8qlAhI1QY/s320/Rosie-in-the-truck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385234320978722418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rosie is a champ at trying new things, here she is riding in the back of a truck. Don't worry, we were going slow on a rural Alaska road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exposing your pup to new things is a great way to raise a dog who can adapt to changes without becoming too anxious or stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tips on making the exposure to new things a success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Remember to use what motivates your dog. As we said before, for Rosie, that's food. When Rosie is exposed to something new, she get's food. For example, when she went kayaking for the first time, I gave her lots of treats during the process. This helped her to have a good association with being in a kayak.  For some dogs, this could have been bringing along a favorite toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Make sure that you're not making your dog take on too much at once. If they need reassurance, give it to them. If you know your dog, you'll know when they need your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If it really isn't working and your dog is just too stressed out - stop the activity. You can try again, but start VERY slow - and don't force it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As with anything you do with your pup, have fun and be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-1730621889145470075?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/1730621889145470075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1730621889145470075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/1730621889145470075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-new-things.html' title='Trying New Things'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrwyFS4tvnI/AAAAAAAAACE/YN8qlAhI1QY/s72-c/Rosie-in-the-truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-374677580971628626</id><published>2009-09-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T22:02:55.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewarding the Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrWxk3MKCrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fO_HHEbDsMw/s1600-h/Puppy-Rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrWxk3MKCrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fO_HHEbDsMw/s320/Puppy-Rosie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383404176439642802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We cannot stress enough the importance of positive reinforcement while you and your dog learn the family rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dog trainers will tell you that dogs are dominant creatures and if you're not dominant over them your dog will lose respect for you. Frankly - we think this is hogwash. We'll talk more about why we disagree in a later entry.  For now, here are some tried and true training tips that we'd like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have fun. &lt;/span&gt;If you are getting frustrated or upset during a training session - take a break and come back to it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Find out what motivates your dog the most.&lt;/span&gt; For Rosie - it's food - hands down. For some dogs it's toys, belly rubs etc.  If it's food, what food is best?  If it's toys, which toy is the most motivating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roactive and reward your pup for doing right&lt;/span&gt;. This is why it's so important to know what is the best motivator for your pup. When your four legged friend does what you want her to do - make sure she get's credit!&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that you don't reward for what you don't want. If they're being demanding - don't give them attention - give it when they're being polite and waiting patiently - unless you want a pushy pup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example of this Rosie and I have been working on is walking by other dogs when she is on her leash. She used to pull on her leash and try to go say "hello" which is not always convenient or safe. I started taking out a treat and getting Rosie's attention when we walked passed other dogs. Rosie  would look up at me and once we'd walked safely by the other dog with no leash pulling, Rosie would get the treat. I no longer take out a treat every time, because I can easily get Rosie's attention and keep her focus on me when we walk passed other dogs.  It's great and the whole training process has been fun, positive and stress free for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will share more training tips in the weeks to come - if you start by focusing on these though, you'll have the foundation you need for many years of successful team work with your dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-374677580971628626?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/374677580971628626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rewarding-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/374677580971628626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/374677580971628626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rewarding-good.html' title='Rewarding the Good'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SrWxk3MKCrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fO_HHEbDsMw/s72-c/Puppy-Rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-9037683538806746225</id><published>2009-09-02T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:24:33.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie's Toy Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sp9OuTuVkyI/AAAAAAAAABs/MfedjCXPjv8/s1600-h/Rosie-with-Orbee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sp9OuTuVkyI/AAAAAAAAABs/MfedjCXPjv8/s320/Rosie-with-Orbee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377103037579236130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hope that this will become a regular part of the blog. All toys will be rated on a five bone scale. One being the lowest rating and five being the highest. Please feel free to suggest toys you think Rosie should review and let us know what you think about the toys she does review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Review: The&lt;a href="http://www.planetdog.com"&gt; Orbee&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.planetdog.com"&gt;Planet Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word from Rosie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of fun playing with this toy. The &lt;a href="http://www.planetdog.com"&gt;Orbee&lt;/a&gt; is bouncy and tough and I can sink my teeth into it for tons of chewing fun. It is easy to grip, so I can carry it around and it's fun to use for fetch. I really like the minty flavor. I also really like the texture on the ball when I chew on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word from Jorden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about the &lt;a href="http://www.planetdog.com"&gt;Orbee&lt;/a&gt; is that it is made out of non-toxic, recycled material here in the US. I don't feel like I have to worry that Rosie might be chewing on an arsenic laced, Made In China gem. The only bummer is that she is able to pull off some of the textured parts, which for something they said was at the top of their "chew-o-meter" I find rather disappointing. The medium size cost about 12 bucks, so they're a bit pricey. All in all though, Rosie has a lot of fun with it, they seem like a good company, and I am sure we will be reviewing more products of theirs in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosie Rating: 3.5 Bones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-9037683538806746225?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/9037683538806746225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rosies-toy-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/9037683538806746225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/9037683538806746225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/09/rosies-toy-review.html' title='Rosie&apos;s Toy Review'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/Sp9OuTuVkyI/AAAAAAAAABs/MfedjCXPjv8/s72-c/Rosie-with-Orbee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-7759747016441661026</id><published>2009-08-28T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T15:41:38.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...Ok... Why a blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpjDcBGwJFI/AAAAAAAAABE/2ygEc6nvECc/s1600-h/Puppy-Rosie-and-Zoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpjDcBGwJFI/AAAAAAAAABE/2ygEc6nvECc/s320/Puppy-Rosie-and-Zoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375261041367196754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realize writing a blog about my dog is wee bit ridiculous, but let me tell you why I started this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old dog Zoe has been my companion and friend since I adopted her as a 7 week old fluff ball 14 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I have watched her lie her head in the lap of crying mom's about to hospitalize their children. I  have seen her greet long lost friends with a gratitude and excitement I only wish I could replicate. She has been with me through some of the saddest days of my life and has celebrated with me on the happiest. Most amazingly, she has accepted Rosie Mae into her life. She has reached down and given her love and has done it with an ease and comfort that we should all aspire to. I fully believe she has done this because she loves me and she knows  I want her to love Rosie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I write this silly blog. These dogs are a part of my family. I have watched them make people stop crying and smile. I have watched them give people peace and at times, I know their comfort has saved my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So -  here is to cuddles, long walks, and moments of wonder with our dogs...our lives would not be the same without them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-7759747016441661026?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/7759747016441661026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/okok.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/7759747016441661026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/7759747016441661026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/okok.html' title='Ok...Ok... Why a blog?'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpjDcBGwJFI/AAAAAAAAABE/2ygEc6nvECc/s72-c/Puppy-Rosie-and-Zoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-6377628633021530205</id><published>2009-08-24T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:02:55.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpNtrxidz3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/UYM92vfusI4/s1600-h/Rosie-in-Santa-Fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpNtrxidz3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/UYM92vfusI4/s320/Rosie-in-Santa-Fe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373759379182833522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On rainy and dreary days like today (and if you lived here you would know what I mean), I start dreaming of vacation and remembering vacations past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am curled up in Santa Fe back in January.  After walking around town all day, it was so nice to warm up by the fire while we all relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hearty Alaskan pup, so I tolerate the rain and the cold - but I do dream of sunshine and warm fires. I hope my family figures out a trip soon, so I can look forward to warming up and drying out - as I think it might be a wet one. Until the next time, good night friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-6377628633021530205?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/6377628633021530205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreaming-of-vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6377628633021530205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6377628633021530205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreaming-of-vacation.html' title='Dreaming of Vacation'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpNtrxidz3I/AAAAAAAAAA8/UYM92vfusI4/s72-c/Rosie-in-Santa-Fe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-6109178460300556662</id><published>2009-08-23T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:05:34.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wet Day - A Wet Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpGCh3TUzAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4VSMU7ncE-o/s1600-h/Wet-Rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpGCh3TUzAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4VSMU7ncE-o/s320/Wet-Rosie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373219348722011138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was horrified to learn recently that there is a lot of information out there telling people that Chihuahuas don't need much exercise. This is NOT TRUE! I need as much exercise as the next pup and when I don't get it, I feel on edge and find myself nearly unable to control my urges to do things I know I shouldn't do and that seem to upset my family and the cat (but honestly I don't mind upsetting the cat much...even though I know I shouldn't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from my photo, yesterday's walk was in the pouring rain. Fortunately, I have a good coat to keep my core warm and dry and I enjoyed tromping through the woods with my big sister, Zoe and my mom. Zoe is 13 years my elder, and much bigger than me, but we love to walk together and I admire her for still trotting through the woods when she is so old. She doesn't hear so well anymore, so I help her out and let her know when I hear something in the woods and we go check it out together. It is very fun! It is also super great when mom gives us tiny treats along the way and it really helps me to remember to go to her when she calls me, even though there are so many cool smells and sounds in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home yesterday from our very wet walk, my mom toweled us off and gave us each a yummy treat, then I got to curl up in my favorite red down blanket on my mom's lap. I warmed up and dried out in no time and I can't wait to go out again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-6109178460300556662?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/6109178460300556662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/wet-day-wet-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6109178460300556662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/6109178460300556662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/wet-day-wet-dog.html' title='A Wet Day - A Wet Dog'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</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/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/SpGCh3TUzAI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4VSMU7ncE-o/s72-c/Wet-Rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-5872203907047397648</id><published>2009-08-21T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:03:05.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word on Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/So9g4dNqFHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-qLI0QuiObw/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/So9g4dNqFHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-qLI0QuiObw/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372619403507143794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight, as my family gets ready to cook a Julia Child Braised Salmon recipe, I find myself pondering all the delicious things I love to eat. Here is a great pup recipe I eat for dinner a lot that you might want to try out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 free range and or organic chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;2 small organic sweet potatoes&lt;br /&gt;1 handful chopped organic chard leaves, about a cup or so&lt;br /&gt;1 cup organic quinoa&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons or so of chopped fresh organic parsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop the sweet potatoes into small bite size bits (for me that is really small, but if you're a bigger dog, bigger is fine). Saute in olive oil. Let cook, stirring regularly until the bits just start to get tender. Take the chicken breasts and set them right on top of the potatoes, cover and let cook, stirring the potatoes from time to time to keep them from burning (you should have your burner set to medium heat). As the chicken gets cooked, break it up in the pan, add the chopped chard. Keep covered and let everything keep cooking until done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separately, cook the quinoa according to directions. Mix in quinoa with finished chicken and veggies, sprinkle entire thing with the chopped parsley (great for pup breath). Make sure it's all chopped up into tiny bits if you have a pup like me who eats as fast as possible (tricks for how to deal with that later) and sometimes chokes on her food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let thoroughly cool and you have a delicious dinner for many nights to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**You can substitute really any veggies for the chard. You can also use brown rice instead of quinoa if it's what you have in your cupboard. I have a tendency to get a lil' porky (or at least that's what my family says) so my mom uses quinoa because it is high in protein and lower in carbs. Sometimes she uses old fish from the freezer - we do live in Alaska after all - I REALLY like that - it is a super treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, off to hang out in the kitchen and see if anything wonderful falls in front of my mouth! I do love Julia and salmon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4450543487380025543-5872203907047397648?l=rosiemaeak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/feeds/5872203907047397648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/word-on-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/5872203907047397648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4450543487380025543/posts/default/5872203907047397648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiemaeak.blogspot.com/2009/08/word-on-food.html' title='A Word on Food'/><author><name>jorden</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04337836792854630190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/So9g4dNqFHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-qLI0QuiObw/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450543487380025543.post-1697010228100848023</id><published>2009-08-20T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:47:46.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/So4nUuGZmdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E0raSCbJvO8/s1600-h/DSC_0287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372274642425321938" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 214px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4LNQhj8Dpdw/So4nUuGZmdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E0raSCbJvO8/s320/DSC_0287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hi! Welcome to Little Dog in the Big North. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;This blog will tell the story of a sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lil' Chihuahua living in Juneau, Alaska. Rosie Mae is 8lbs of fearless fun. She kayaks, she hikes mountains in the snow, she cuddles and loves, she does hilarious tricks that make most anyone with a heart smile, and mostly...she is a part of a family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;As anyone with dogs knows, they are a full member of the family. This little one is not only an integral part of our family, she might have more friends in Juneau than we do! Rosie is excited to tell you about all she has learned in her one year of life and is looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to sharing future adventures with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Living in Alaska isn't always easy when you are 8lbs and meant to live in warm climates, but Rosie has learned a few tricks she think other's might want to know. She loves her pals and all the fun things she gets&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to do in the big north! We hope you will read along in the tails of Rosie's life. She hopes to share yummy pup recipes, warm and dry clothing tips, fun adventures and much much more! 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