<?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-21118311</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:23:41.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wesco the naughty dog</title><subtitle type='html'>the life and times of a fun-loving, adventure-seeking, nap-taking, naughty, naughty dog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G3wstJtf7jI/R-q4VwoNEkI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Tc1uAm_Wfkk/S220/DSC_0459.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21118311.post-114464005653498091</id><published>2006-04-09T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T20:34:16.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody loves me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/P1010162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/P1010162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family from somewhere else came to see me. they really love me so they decided to come and find me and pet me and play with me and take these great pictures with me. i know, i look good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you tell they're having a great time? who wouldn't? i am fun to play with and of course, handsome. i have a great smile - especially in the picture of me and dad. i completely impressed them with the tricks i did. they weren't the easy ones either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure where they went. probably back to the big house that's fun to run around in and has lots of treats. i don't know why we never go for car rides there anymore, but i know they'll be back to see me sometime soon and i won't forget them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-114464005653498091?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/114464005653498091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21118311&amp;postID=114464005653498091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default/114464005653498091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default/114464005653498091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/2006/04/everybody-loves-me.html' title='everybody loves me'/><author><name>Wesco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236233318568286993</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://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/th_P1010162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21118311.post-114366914202280807</id><published>2006-03-29T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:52:22.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops, i did it again!</title><content type='html'>that's right, i did it again. last night and the night before. i pooped in the tub. it works out very well and i don't think i've even been caught! nikki is always the first one up in the morning and i went and hid under the couch when i heard her open the door and she hasn't seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. the people use the bathroom, so why shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can concentrate on looking for other dogs when i go out at night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-114366914202280807?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/114366914202280807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21118311&amp;postID=114366914202280807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default/114366914202280807'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so last week i pooped in the tub. i guess it was kind of naughty, but it couldn't be helped. i always go out before bed but a lot of times i get distracted and don't finish... you know. i can usually wait until morning but not this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to go really bad (it was about to come out)and everyone was sound asleep with their bedroom doors closed, so there was no hope of waking anyone up to take me out. i tried to get into wil's room but the door was shut too tightly. it wasn't going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i began to squat in the living room but before the first one fell to the floor memories of being in trouble for poop on the floor flooded my mind. i remembered the old rolled up newspaper that delivered swift spankings, and hiding under the couch for days full of remorse and depression. if only there was another way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i thought of a few times back at our old house when i pooped in the tub! i never got in trouble for that! luckily the bathroom was open so i jumped into the tub and relieved myself. i have to admit, i was a bit nervous about getting in trouble, so when nikki got up in the morning i quick ran under the couch. i don't think she saw me but i stayed under there until she left for work. as soon as she was gone i ran to the tub and peeked inside. it was gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what to do in case of an emergency. the only times i'll ever poop on the floor now are when i'm mad at someone. i love the tub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-114316951912436234?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/114316951912436234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21118311&amp;postID=114316951912436234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default/114316951912436234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21118311/posts/default/114316951912436234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/2006/03/poop-in-tub.html' title='poop in the tub'/><author><name>Wesco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236233318568286993</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://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/th_100_1438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21118311.post-114308333142846706</id><published>2006-03-22T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:25:01.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/100_1409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and my best friend wil. i like to play with him and look at him and lay down by him when he takes naps, but i'm not allowed in his room. one day i went in his bedroom and pooped on his floor because he wasn't being nice. he is usually nice though. he sometimes takes me for walks and takes me out to go potty. he always makes me sit before he puts my leash on and speaks to me in very gentle, soothing tones that make me happy. i love him...&lt;div 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friend'/><author><name>Wesco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05236233318568286993</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://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/Wesco%20the%20Naughty%20Dog/th_100_1411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21118311.post-113769412681318591</id><published>2006-01-19T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:13:39.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mooch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/af10e9e7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/af10e9e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nickname is mooch because i'm constantly mooching belly rubs, walks, treats, attention and especially love off of anyone who will give it to me! at least that's what they say, but i think they would do all of those things anyway. i need lots of love and attention in order to be happy and good. you see, i'm very cute and lovable and always ready to receive whatever you're going to give to me. belly rub, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-113769412681318591?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/113769412681318591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21118311&amp;postID=113769412681318591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e201/nicolemalski/9daef4dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mocking now. i usually don't go in for this kind of silliness, but it was forced upon me. literally. and what was i supposed to do!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people feed me and walk me and play with me. i have to indulge them every now and then, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, it made me feel bee-utiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but don't get too close...i sting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-113762282711040953?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/113762282711040953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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wesco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and i'd like to tell you all about my adventures! it's pretty exciting being a dog and all...and well, there are so many good stories to tell...it's hard to know where to start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but i'll do my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21118311-113753707336503957?l=wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wescothenaughtydog.blogspot.com/feeds/113753707336503957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21118311&amp;postID=113753707336503957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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