<?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-17117277</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:01:53.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World According to Ellie Rose</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog includes the observations of a Boston Terrier who found a new home in September 2005. She lives with "Shenanny" and "Billy Bob" Shrum in the Shenandoah Valley.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-1869523479572509537</id><published>2009-11-22T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T06:30:01.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SwlISrTrk6I/AAAAAAAADKM/viToFytzB7M/s1600/Ellie+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406932313335108514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SwlISrTrk6I/AAAAAAAADKM/viToFytzB7M/s320/Ellie+Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;Been sleeping in the sunshine on Billy Bob's lap. He's snoring now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since I wrote on my blog, and Shenanny just woke me up, and told me I'd better catch up a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live is good here, but they still don't allow dogs at the church where my folks go. Once, they went to a church where a dog was attending. It was a border collie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you think Jesus had a dog? I imagine him having a border collie, and that it helped him round up all those sheep. JESUS is Shenanny's GOOD SHEPHERD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shenanny said there was a nice country dog at Aunt Gertrude's graveside the other week. It gave her a feeling of comfort. She loves doggies, and says that she loves me and Jazz most of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD must really love dogs, too. Why else would HE make our name so similar to his?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great day in the LORD. Love, Ellie Rose &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-1869523479572509537?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/1869523479572509537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=1869523479572509537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/1869523479572509537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/1869523479572509537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2009/11/been-sleeping-in-sunshine-on-billy-bobs.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SwlISrTrk6I/AAAAAAAADKM/viToFytzB7M/s72-c/Ellie+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-7419832873338306880</id><published>2009-07-05T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:54:56.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SlFxLYYEcVI/AAAAAAAACLI/T-6gGSoEFRc/s1600-h/104918477_fsWyP7VU_SonJohnhugsDonnaandEllieRose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355185872256135506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SlFxLYYEcVI/AAAAAAAACLI/T-6gGSoEFRc/s320/104918477_fsWyP7VU_SonJohnhugsDonnaandEllieRose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My, but it's been a long time since I was in here. Shenanny told me I needed to announce to folks that I will be eight years old next Sunday!!! I was only four when I started this blog. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at me in this picture. Don't I look happy? &lt;smiling&gt;That's my human big bro, John, and his fiancee, Donna. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They called this pm after they got home from GA where they spent the last five days doing historical research at an old plantation home. John said he felt like he had gone back in time as they had no TV. Said that he felt like he was staying at the White House with the elaborate decorations and big rooms. He also visited the national headquarters for the Quality Deer Management Association in Macon, and talked to a friend there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glad folks can go on vacation. As for me, I just want to stay home, and enjoy the peace and quiet with Shenanny. My canine buddy, Jazz, has gone on vacation, too. I will tell about her in my next blog. Later, Love, Ellie Rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-7419832873338306880?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/7419832873338306880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=7419832873338306880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/7419832873338306880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/7419832873338306880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-but-its-been-long-time-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/SlFxLYYEcVI/AAAAAAAACLI/T-6gGSoEFRc/s72-c/104918477_fsWyP7VU_SonJohnhugsDonnaandEllieRose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-3515163462388848641</id><published>2007-09-17T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T10:47:42.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/Ru63kLCDZzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gumCRjNVCjE/s1600-h/opposites+attact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111224459176666930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/Ru63kLCDZzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gumCRjNVCjE/s320/opposites+attact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opposites Attract??? 1:45 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! It's been a really long time since I wrote in my blog. Some folks said they had missed my writing. So, here goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny had me and Jazz outside, and we just came in for a posing, or is that posting session. Only bad thing is, we weren't in the mood for posing. Both of us just want to curl up and sleep now. Jazz is already on the sofa and I will get back in my sunny window seat in a minute or so. Billy Bob is snoozing in the La Z Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is the best Shenanny could do today. I guess she was lucky to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were outside Jazz ran after the old golf cart while I got to ride. We call her Race Horse when she does that as we pretend we are exercising her like those horses out at the fairgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode down by the gourd patch and checked them out. There is one there about 77 inches long!!! Shenanny wants to make a rain stick or a didgeredo (?) out of it!!! Then we rode over to see the Big Pumpkin in Barry's patch. He plans to take it to the state fair in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked in the potting shed to see if any cats. No cats, but Shenanny was upset as Billy Bob had put his motor scooter right in front of her workbench. I hope he moves it, or she will probably move it for him!!! Right now, he has a big tractor taking up space in his garage and he should be finished with it in a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful day here in the Valley. Don't you just love these clear blue  crisp days with the Monarch butterflies???? Nothing quite like a September Day unless one of those perfect days of June. Time to stop and smell the roses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this has been fun, and I will be getting in here more often with autumn and winter coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading for my window seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-3515163462388848641?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/3515163462388848641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=3515163462388848641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/3515163462388848641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/3515163462388848641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2007/09/opposites-attract-145-pm-wow-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_dtir5Fj4Gto/Ru63kLCDZzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gumCRjNVCjE/s72-c/opposites+attact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-114305008107616562</id><published>2006-03-22T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:54:41.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Ellie%20in%20Easter%20Clothes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In My Easter Bonnet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Shenanny went and done it again. She dressed me up and took my pic!!! She says it's my Easter rehearsal.  She says that when I get this posted that I can go outside and play with Jazz!!! So, I guess it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I look real cute?  That's what everybody keeps saying. Shenanny bought my outfit at the thrift store. I think she paid $1.50 for the dress and hat. So, that's not bad.  She says the little girl's Easter dresses at the Apple Blossom Mall are $30 or so. I guess I'm blessed that she shops for me and gets the good buys.  She buys most of my stuffed toys there for 25 cents each, and I really like them. I drag them all thru the house and about shake them to pieces. Then they sleep in the sunshine with me on the blanket chest.  A girl never had it so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will close for now. It's time for Shenanny and me to get out and get some exercise.  She's feeling better since spring is here, but we sure wish it would warm up and the windy would calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Your little friend Ellie Rose on a rather blustery day :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-114305008107616562?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/114305008107616562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=114305008107616562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114305008107616562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114305008107616562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-my-easter-bonnet-well-shenanny-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-114222000890026245</id><published>2006-03-12T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T19:20:08.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Gma%20and%20Ellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Gma%20and%20Ellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sundays, Pet Therapy, Etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are great as I usually get to see more relatives. This afternoon my human brother, John, and his girlfriend, Joy, were here. They came by after his softball practice at the county park while Billy Bob was watching the auto race on TV. I like Joy. She has pretty eyes like a doll baby, and likes to play with me. Speaking of doll babies, I will tell you all later about Shenanny planning to make a handpainted cloth doll to look like me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening I got to ride to the rest home with BB and Shenanny to visit my Grandma Betty. She was so glad to see me. Told me I was pretty, shiney and fat!!! I got to sit on her lap and tried to give her kisses. Was doing my Pet Therapy thing!!! Sometimes, I do this as a special treat to the folks in the Rest Home. They are always glad to see me. I was looking for the two cats that live there, but they must have been outside. At night they sleep in Gma's closet. I could smell where those ornery rascals had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back home and walked over to see Robin, Barry and Jazz. They had just brought the Bass Tracker back from the river. Robin finally got to try it out. They left Jazz at home so they could have some peace and quiet. She's already been fishing on the boat with Barry and he gets tired of her trying to work all the controls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/The%20kids%20and%20Jazz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/The%20kids%20and%20Jazz.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's about it tonight. I'm getting sleepy. I've lived here six months now, and I will let you know more as I continue on my journey.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnite and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Love and prayers,  Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-114222000890026245?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/114222000890026245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=114222000890026245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114222000890026245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114222000890026245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2006/03/sundays-pet-therapy-etc-sundays-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-114209670004879845</id><published>2006-03-11T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T09:56:41.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/black%20and%20white%20ellie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/200/black%20and%20white%20ellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/200/Ellie%20after%20bath%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After the Bath is Over&lt;/strong&gt; (or the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;RS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my Life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, here I sit in the office chair still pondering my plight in life. Shenanny says it's time for me to post on this blog again!!! Said I could do that while I dry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wonder if y'all like me better in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK and WHITE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;???? I don't look too happy as Shenanny has that half wet towel drapped over me. She added the doll head for more interest and color if you like. I would like to chew it up!!!!! Now, that would perk up my ears!!! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She gave me a bath and used &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lavender&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;shampoo. She probably will have me smelling like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wind Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, too, as she sprayed some on herself. I would rather go outside and smell like the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March wind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Oh well, maybe, I can do both!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe, I can find something &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"good"&lt;/span&gt; to roll around in!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love, Ellie, who doesn't always smell like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ROSE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and likes to type with all the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;rs &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wind &lt;/span&gt;:o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-114209670004879845?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/114209670004879845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=114209670004879845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114209670004879845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114209670004879845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2006/03/after-bath-is-over-or-colors-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-114089018862192480</id><published>2006-02-25T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T10:01:19.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Odie%20and%20Ellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Odie%20and%20Ellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Odie and FAT Little Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odie is my best buddy next to Jazz, Shenanny and Billy Bob. He sleeps in the sunshine and runs through the house with me. I carry him in my mouth and shake him. LOL I chewed his tail off, too!!! He is used to that FAT CAT Garfield in the funny paper. So, I guess he can take my abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Shenanny says I am FAT. She says that she can't feel my ribs when I am standing. She and I are going on a diet and trying to get more exercise. She really needs it, too. This morning she walked me around the fields and backyard. In a couple of weeks she will start back to PT to get her up and going better. She has Bursitis in one of her hips along with all her other aches and pains, and has a hard time walking sometimes. She says we will get back in shape sooner or later. I wish I could go to PT with her, but she says no dogs are allowed unless they are service dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I could be a service dog. Shenanny says that I have to listen better before I could do that. She says that I am a good little heating pad. Maybe, that is the best service I can provide for now. I'll go get back in the sunshine and get heated up again. No doubt Shenanny will want me to take a good nap with her later today. She likes my warm little FAT body on her lap. She says I'm a warm cozy.  I'll buy that!!!! :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-114089018862192480?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/114089018862192480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=114089018862192480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114089018862192480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114089018862192480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2006/02/odie-and-fat-little-me-odie-is-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-114081018212737863</id><published>2006-02-24T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:13:08.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Ellie%20Rose%20AADOGGIE%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Ellie%20Rose%20AADOGGIE%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALL AMERICAN "ELLIE ROSE" (a sporting dog???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am pondering my plight in life. I hate doggie sweaters. Shenanny just put this one on me and told me that I am an ALL AMERICAN DOGGIE!!!! She says this is the last time I will have to wear it. I hope she really means that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like this picture. Makes me look like I've been in the Olympics or something. She took a whole bunch of pictures of me, and says I need to write more on my blog. So, here I sit writing while I would rather be sleeping in the sunshine on top of the blanket chest in front of the window. Shenanny promises that she will take me outside as soon as I finish this. So, here goes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played with Jazz over in the big garage at her house earlier today. Billy Bob and Barry were working on the Bass Tracker and getting it ready to go fishing before too long. Barry went trout fishing yesterday and got his limit. Jazz is lucky as she gets to go trout fishing, too. She is some kind of sporting dog and can go out on the water in the Tracker. WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will never get to be a sporting dog. I think I belong to the "non-sporting" group. At least that is what Shenanny says. She loves all the dog shows and books. She watched the Westminster Show with me the other week. She really wanted the Golden Retriever to win Best in Show, but a silly looking little Bull Terrier won. At least he was more kin to me. I am a Boston Terrier, but a terrier in name only. Boston Terriers were bred to be fighting dogs!!! We got our start in the US in the city of Boston. I guess the bull terrier was bred for fighting, too. I don't know. Since my dog family started in the United States Shenanny says that I am an ALL AMERICAN and she put this hot patriotic sweater on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I need to write blogs more often as not many dogs can do that. I think she's trying to make a sporting dog of me, too, as she always wants me to watch the Olympics with her. We've sure enjoyed the figure skating and will watch the Skating Gala tonight as the Olympics will be coming to a close before too long. I doubt that I will be able to learn to skate, but who knows?!?!?  Shenanny makes me walk around on my back feet before she will give me a piece of cheese. Maybe, I will end up wearing one of those cute little skating outfits. If I have to, I want a blue one!!! The lady from Japan was wearing blue last night and she GOT THE GOLD!!! She was very ELOQUENT. I am very eloquent, too. It's part of my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN I want to get outside and enjoy the fresh air while the sun in shining.&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie Rose, hoping for the GOLD in 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-114081018212737863?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/114081018212737863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=114081018212737863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114081018212737863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/114081018212737863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2006/02/all-american-ellie-rose-sporting-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-113410722059217979</id><published>2005-12-08T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:31:28.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Ellie%20in%20cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/200/Ellie%20in%20cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at me keeping warm this winter. I've lived here for over three months now, and I love it. So many warm cozies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny bought this cover at the auction the other day. It really belonged to my Grandma and they sold her things. Grandma was at the auction and her feet were cold. So, Shenanny wrapped the cover around her feet and legs. It is lined with wool and is so soft. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family, too. I have two human brothers and I would love to see more of them. John was here today and took Shenanny shopping with him to Winchester. They were gone a long time, but I didn't mind too much. Billy Bob took good care of me. We took a long nap and then went over next door to let Jazz out to play. I can be off the leash in the big garage, and we run and run around. Jazz belongs to Barry and Robin. Barry is my other human brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was here last night, too. He loves to hold me, and he's like a big teddy bear, so warm and cuddly. He's a good singer and sings karioke at different places. I wish I could go hear him. I don't get to go to some of the fun places 'cause dogs aren't allowed. :( Shenanny wishes John could go to church and sing there. She loves to hear him sing, "O Holy Night".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go to church, too. Billy Bob is an usher this month. It makes him feel important and Shenanny says that he does it to honor his Heavenly Father. I hope to get to see this Heavenly Father some day. I hope they let me go to heaven, too. Shenanny feels that I will be able to as she will need me up there to be her little shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says we need to have a lot of Faith. She says that it's not going to be easy to get to heaven, but that it will be worth it. She tells me about salvation, too, and that it is a free gift that the Father wants to give his children (and I hope dogs, too!!!). All we have to do is to accept the gift by believing in his Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, and the Father's grace will see us through. Doesn't that sound like a wonderful gift?!? Then we can spend eternity there with all of the loved ones so we can honor and praise our Father forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny says there's going to be lots of music in heaven. She loves music, especially, the pretty hymns. We listen to Christmas music on the radio and on this computer. Here's some if you would like to listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://llerrah.com/truemeaningofchristmas.htm"&gt;http://llerrah.com/truemeaningofchristmas.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://llerrah.com/godschristmaspresent.htm"&gt;http://llerrah.com/godschristmaspresent.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Santa Claus, too, but he knows about Jesus being the Real Reason for the Season. Shenanny says that Santa will bring me some gifts for Christmas if I be a good girl. I'm gonna try real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightie nite. Love and prayers, Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-113410722059217979?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/113410722059217979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=113410722059217979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/113410722059217979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/113410722059217979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/12/look-at-me-keeping-warm-this-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-113132960341813712</id><published>2005-11-06T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:21:48.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/karen%20brittany%20ellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/karen%20brittany%20ellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met some of my cousins today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny was so glad to see her niece, Karen, and great niece, Brittany at the VA State Gourd Festival. They are really special to her, and now they are to me, too. I love meeting all the relatives and they just seem to get nicer all the time. Brittany is a sweetheart and played with me a lot. She told me that she loves dogs, and has a black poodle named Darrowby. Brittany has a sister, Chelsea, and a brother, Collin, but they stayed home. Maybe, I can meet them sometime, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mets lots of Shenanny's gourdhead friends, too, and they thought I was cute. Alice and Mary showed me lots of love. I met Eddie, too, who owns the fruit market, and he let me go in to visit everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bob and Shenanny took me for a nice long ride up over the Cedar Creek Mtn and down through the valley on the way to the festival. The leaves were absolutely beautiful. We felt like we were in an Autumn Wonderland with the glistening leaves swirling all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, this pm we went to the rest home to visit my Grandma. She was glad to see me, and told me I was "spoiled". She was sitting there eating Halloween candy. I think she is spoiled. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-113132960341813712?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/113132960341813712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=113132960341813712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/113132960341813712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/113132960341813712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/11/met-some-of-my-cousins-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112976389085801306</id><published>2005-10-19T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:27:35.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Ellie%20in%20the%20Feedsacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Ellie%20in%20the%20Feedsacks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Dressed Up in Feedsacks and No Place to Go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a poor pitiful looking dog I am!!!! Shenanny did it again. She likes to dress me up like she did to those cats when she was a little kid. I think she's enjoying her 2nd childhood.  We do have a lot of fun, and I love the feedsacks. She had tons of them all over the sofa and chairs last night, and I couldn't find a place to sit down. She was getting ready for a lady to come look at and maybe buy some of the sacks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady came and went. Bought a few, but she just wanted them to re-sell on eBay.  She didn't know anything about having a "reverence for Feedsacks", and said they were not nostalgic to her.  Shenanny has lots of reverence and she's teaching me to have that, too.  I love doing fun stuff with her,  and don't get very bored.  We will hold onto most of the sacks for now, and who knows when a person with reverence comes to our place we just might give them one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bob has some reverence, too, but mostly for other things like the church. Tonight he's gone to a meeting to help decide how to take care of the church building. I think he said something about using a power washer on it.  I'm not sure what that is, but I hope he doesn't use it on me. I like the simple bath that Shenanny gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go to church.  Our preacher doesn't like dogs being there, though.  I'm not sure if he has reverence or not!!!  Shenanny said that he yelled and pounded on the pulpit and scared most of the folks last Sunday.  I guess I am better off staying home and enjoying the peace and quiet.  I'm learning that reverence should be a simple thing, and love goes right along with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You All and have a Goodnite.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie Rose who is a little bag lady now :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112976389085801306?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112976389085801306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112976389085801306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112976389085801306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112976389085801306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-dressed-up-in-feedsacks-and-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112869814570923680</id><published>2005-10-07T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:52:47.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are getting a wonderful rain today. It rained all night, too. The first good rain since I've lived here at my new home. We really need it as this September was the driest ever on record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just running through the rain with Shenanny and Jazz. Shenanny and I went over next door and brought Jazz back here to spend the day. Jazz loves water and loves the rain. Sometimes, she gets to swim in the Shenandoah River. I hope I can go there someday, too, to see if I can swim. Shenanny took me for a ride down by the river yesterday on our way to town. It was so quiet and peaceful, but might flood now with all of this rain. We've already had over two inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of flowers still blooming here since we haven't had frost yet. The roses and morning glories are still beautiful. I love my name being Ellie Rose!!! It makes me feel so pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had to go see the vet. Got my stitches out and had some other tests done. The only thing the vet could find wrong with me was my right back knee cap is loose and might slide out of place again. Actually, it did one day last week when Jazz and I collided outside. Shenanny didn't know what happened, but picked me up because my knee was locked up and my leg was out straight all the way down from the hip. Soon afterward, it was okay. It scared her as she watched me closely from then on, and told the vet yesterday. Shenanny sure thinks alot of me, and treats me like a little baby. I love it, and I love her, too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are all inside listening to the rain going in the reservoir. Shenanny and I slept in this am out here in the family room so we could hear the water. It was music to our ears and made us sleepier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz and I plan to go back to sleep now while Shenanny gets busy. She has lots of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bob took his mom to the doctor and will probably take her out to lunch, too. He will be back later and take a nap, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, Ellie Rose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112869814570923680?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112869814570923680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112869814570923680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112869814570923680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112869814570923680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-are-getting-wonderful-rain-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112836587354017205</id><published>2005-10-03T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:57:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Friends%20Forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Friends%20Forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Posing Session!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny really wore Jazz and me out today. She posed us on the new sofa and was so pleased. She said that Jazz was the prettiest dog in the whole world and that I am the cutest!!!! What do you all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz will be staying with me everyday this week as her daddy is going to Alaska and her mommy is busy teaching school and then all those other music activities.  Jazz  likes staying here with me and has become my forever best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112836587354017205?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112836587354017205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112836587354017205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112836587354017205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112836587354017205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-posing-session-shenanny-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112795781556768198</id><published>2005-09-28T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:36:55.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Jazz%20and%20Ellie%20posing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Jazz%20and%20Ellie%20posing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz and Me Together and some words about those DARNED CATS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz spent the afternoon and part of the evening with me. We got along fine. We even shared Shenanny. She took us outside a couple of times, and there were cats everywhere. White cats in the garden and down at the pole shed. She even let us chase them a little, but I had to be careful as I still have my stitches.  One more week and they will come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why those cats can just roam around everywhere they please. They even get on Jazz's deck at night and tease her while she is in the house. Then her barking  gets on Barry and Robin's nerves. I think that cats should have  responsible folks to take care of them and that they should have to get a license, too. Maybe, Shenanny will work on that now that she is an active member of the Humane Society of Shenandoah County.  I'm sure glad that she is getting out and connecting with more caring folks who want to do something for us pets. Shenanny likes cats, too, but is so tired of those half wild ones running around our place all the time.  They get in the garbage and do all kinds of dirty tricks in the garden and most everywhere.  I tried to get in the garbage, and I really got scolded. I wish someone would scould those darn cats!!!!  Shenanny is afraid that they will scratch my eyes out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112795781556768198?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112795781556768198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112795781556768198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112795781556768198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112795781556768198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/jazz-and-me-together-and-some-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112786948706125598</id><published>2005-09-27T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:04:47.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Billy%20Bob%20and%20Ellie%20learning%20to%20drive%20tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Billy%20Bob%20and%20Ellie%20learning%20to%20drive%20tractor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bob is a great guy. I haven't talked much about him. He is the one who found me down on Country Brook Road when my old mommy was having a yard sale, and is so proud of me. When he was young his family had a Boston Terrier named Ginger.  BB's mom, Grandma Betty, thinks I look just like Ginger.  She likes for me to visit her in the rest home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here BB  is teaching me to drive the little pedal tractor that he restored.  He is just a big kid at heart and has lots of old toys that he has made look new again.  I wonder how many he will let me play with.  I like checking out the toy box at our new house, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to show y'all more pics of me at my new home.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112786948706125598?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112786948706125598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112786948706125598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112786948706125598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112786948706125598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/billy-bob-is-great-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112782565085623080</id><published>2005-09-27T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T06:10:07.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Shenanny thinks that I am a STAR. She just visited that musical Boston site, and thinks that I am the doggie on the right!!!!  Maybe, she is right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wagtime.net/dance.htm"&gt;http://www.wagtime.net/dance.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now she has me dancing all the time. Well, I will do anything for cheese. LOL Whew!!! She wears me out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says she is a STAR, too. She even has a website about that for her classmates from Strasburg High School. Check them out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SHS_class1963/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SHS_class1963/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had their 40 year class reunion two years ago and there are more pictures of all of them at her Webshots site.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/album/93935528ZyhPIy"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/album/93935528ZyhPIy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Confederate ghostly friend, Belle Boyd, is pictured there, too. You have to watch out for Belle as she pops up when you least expect her. Shenanny loves VA History and enjoys reading about the War Between the States and her ancestors here in the valley. She and her classmates had some great history teachers when they were in elementary school and like to talk about those good ol' days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've talked enough about Shenanny and STARS for now.  It's time for me to get to dancin' again. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shine like stars in the universe as you hold out the word of life......." Phil 2:15, 16 NIV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112782565085623080?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112782565085623080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112782565085623080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112782565085623080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112782565085623080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/now-shenanny-thinks-that-i-am-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112778481593009537</id><published>2005-09-26T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:33:35.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/1600/Ellie%20and%20slippers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4701/1642/320/Ellie%20and%20slippers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shenanny's favorite picture of me so far. She bought the Minnie Slippers for me at the thrift store. You can just imagine what she will do with me at Halloween!!!! She says that when she was a little girl on the farm over in Fort Valley she would sneak the cats inside and dress them in her doll clothes. I think she is in her second childhood and doing the same thing with me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well......................things could always be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112778481593009537?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112778481593009537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112778481593009537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112778481593009537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112778481593009537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-shenannys-favorite-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112775923389770441</id><published>2005-09-26T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T11:27:13.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW!!! The BESTEST Boston Site on the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;a href="http://www.wagtime.net/"&gt;http://www.wagtime.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so excited when Shenanny found this site for me. I ran thru the house and started barking. I think some of my canine relatives are here performing and playing all the wonderful music. I started wiggling my little butt and danced along. Who would have ever thought such a thing?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to show this to Jazz and Robin.&lt;br /&gt;They have music in their bones, too!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, EXCITED  Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112775923389770441?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112775923389770441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112775923389770441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112775923389770441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112775923389770441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-bestest-boston-site-on-web_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112775309830790702</id><published>2005-09-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T09:44:58.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, here it is Monday already. Today is my "catch up" day with Shenanny.  She has been washing clothes and trying to get some things ready for the Saturday yard sale that she and Robin plan to have.  I hope she gets more clutter out of this house so I can have  room to run and explore.  She needs to get the excess out of the spare bedroom as I can't get under the bed or around it to play.  I love to get under beds and under buildings.  They are good dens, and all canines need dens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a nice walk this am.  She loves to walk around the gardens and fields and observe the miracles of nature.  Later, she says we will go to the woods.  Right now, the snakes are still out, and the field is full of corn right up next to the woods making it  hard to get there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what we observed yesterday am.  She had written it down and forgot to post it.  We observed about the same things again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We walked around the corn field. It looks ready to harvest. Walked around the gardens, too. They are FULL of  bright smiling morning glory blossoms today....blues, purples, pinks and white. Zinnias and marigolds are dying back. Some of the pumpkins are rotting and composting  back into the soil. Gourds have mostly shriveled up because of the lack of rain. The last tomatoes of the season are waiting to be picked and savored.  Sunflowers are bowing their bountiful heads while the blue jays gobble their seeds. A few four o'clocks  have their fushia blossoms, but they are pretty well spent with the black seeds scattered all over the ground. Cosmos are still bright and standing strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn can be a depressing time with all the dying back, but it is also a most beautiful time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short verse which mirrors my sentiments:           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are flowers enough in the summertime,           &lt;br /&gt;More flowers than I can remember --            &lt;br /&gt;But none with the purple, gold, and red            &lt;br /&gt;That dyes the flowers of September!                 &lt;br /&gt; -- Mary Howitt (1799-1888)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny hasn't figured out how to post photos here yet,  but you can see LOTS of her PHOTOS here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/shenanny"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/shenanny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie, who is loving life here in the Shenandoah Valley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112775309830790702?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112775309830790702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112775309830790702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112775309830790702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112775309830790702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-here-it-is-monday-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17117277.post-112769888764047257</id><published>2005-09-25T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:41:27.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Folks. I would like to introduce myself. I'm Ellie and I am four years old. I came to the Shrum home three weeks ago this past Friday. My old human family moved to Ohio and took my canine mother, Dutchess, with them. They sold me to my new mommy (Shenanny) and daddy (Billy Bob). They are good caring folks and feel so blessed to have me. Shenanny is the leader of the pack. She feeds me, sleeps with me, and does all the other nurturing and fun things. Billy Bob is okay, too. He is an early bird and takes me outside the first thing each morning. Shenanny is the night owl and lets me watch TV late at night with her. Lots of time I sleep on her lap while she is on this computer just typing and typing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My AKC name is Eloquent Rose Marie, but I prefer to be Ellie Rose or just plain "Ellie". I am a female, but got fixed this past Wednesday. Oh well............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny is trying to get me socialized with other canines and humans. She took me to the last day of the Shenandoah County Fair and to the Edinburg Ol' Time Festival where I rode on a BIG PUMPKIN with her in the parade. Billy Bob drove the tractor that pulled the wagon load of pumpkins. I love to ride in the vehicles with them and on the old golf cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shenanny and Billy Bob's grandpuppy, Jazz, lives next door.  She spend lots of time here at our house. She's a LARGE yellow lab, and at first I didn't like her.  I didn't want her getting any more attention than me.  Now, we try to get along and make everyone happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always getting my picture taken, it seems. Shenanny has a new camera and likes to dress me up. You should see the pic of me with my Minnie Mouse slippers on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today I went to PAWS in the PARK where I saw lots of nice dogs and their humans. There were two other Bostons, some Pugs, a really neat Cocker Spaniel, and lots of other purebreeds and mixed breeds. One cute little dog was part Chinese Crested. He is getting pretty old and was given special treatment by Cindy, his owner. The event was to raise money for The Humane Society of Shenandoah County. Shenanny joined the society and gave them a donation so she could get a free shirt. The society folks tied a red scarf around my neck, but it was too big. One lady called me "Grandma Moses". I really felt more like "Aunt Jemima"!!! Shenanny had a great time, and you can bet that she will try to help them out by doing more things so other doggies can have a good life like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17117277-112769888764047257?l=theworldofellierose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/feeds/112769888764047257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17117277&amp;postID=112769888764047257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112769888764047257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17117277/posts/default/112769888764047257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldofellierose.blogspot.com/2005/09/hi-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18409977404680956903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2FGMh3_lVE/TW74gUUFMfI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TMW3Ib-UyW8/s220/Me%2Band%2BMilo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
