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		<title>By: sayings page</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-1372</link>
		<dc:creator>sayings page</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 03:13:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lol. Nice post. Let me share you a fact:
Another name for a Microsoft Windows tutorial is &#039;Crash Course&#039;!
:D</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lol. Nice post. Let me share you a fact:<br />
Another name for a Microsoft Windows tutorial is &#8216;Crash Course&#8217;! <img src='http://thethreedogblog.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Sootie</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-311</link>
		<dc:creator>Sootie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 09:03:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Evolution must end of course! And senior sam was no fool - he knew who was in and who was not!!!  What he couldn&#039;t understand was why there was so little aid from the two-legged &quot;owners&quot; he was trying to protect -if only they would unite with the underdogs, they could beat these vicious canines. 

Days of deliberation had brought him to the conclusion that he must aproach that foxy feline Faye, convince her that his plan of action was the only possible solution to this dia situation and advance, advance, advance!!  (sorry, days in the mongrel masters were more prevalent in his mind these days, must be the cybernetics recovery synapses of his brain!)

He tracked her down, returning a chewed up shoe to some little pupster on the main route of the local park ...... Faye looked up into Senior Sam&#039;s black eyes and almost yelped....She knew, but did he?  He was the Neo of the dog world, meeting Senior Sam was an honour that she never believed would be bestowed on her and yet here he was.  Whatever he wanted, she knew she would honour his wishes.... the chosen one had blessed her with his pressence!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Evolution must end of course! And senior sam was no fool &#8211; he knew who was in and who was not!!!  What he couldn&#8217;t understand was why there was so little aid from the two-legged &#8220;owners&#8221; he was trying to protect -if only they would unite with the underdogs, they could beat these vicious canines. </p>
<p>Days of deliberation had brought him to the conclusion that he must aproach that foxy feline Faye, convince her that his plan of action was the only possible solution to this dia situation and advance, advance, advance!!  (sorry, days in the mongrel masters were more prevalent in his mind these days, must be the cybernetics recovery synapses of his brain!)</p>
<p>He tracked her down, returning a chewed up shoe to some little pupster on the main route of the local park &#8230;&#8230; Faye looked up into Senior Sam&#8217;s black eyes and almost yelped&#8230;.She knew, but did he?  He was the Neo of the dog world, meeting Senior Sam was an honour that she never believed would be bestowed on her and yet here he was.  Whatever he wanted, she knew she would honour his wishes&#8230;. the chosen one had blessed her with his pressence!</p>
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		<title>By: mrsthreedogblogger</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-271</link>
		<dc:creator>mrsthreedogblogger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 19:33:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Daisy couldn&#039;t believe she&#039;d missed most of the story so far...

And now of all things there looked to be some kind of doggy revolution about to begin.

Daisy had more important things to supervise so had spent several days sitting outside the chicken coop monioring a possible riot there.  Those hens were trouble - but they did provide lovely tasty eggs.

And, she drooled as she though, I bet they&#039;d taste good too...  But no - the shouty man said keep an eye on them, not eat them so she continued her vigil ensuring no further communication between hens and mrs shouty took place.

An important task, Daisy ensured eggs remained breakfast of choice in shouty house for now at least...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Daisy couldn&#8217;t believe she&#8217;d missed most of the story so far&#8230;</p>
<p>And now of all things there looked to be some kind of doggy revolution about to begin.</p>
<p>Daisy had more important things to supervise so had spent several days sitting outside the chicken coop monioring a possible riot there.  Those hens were trouble &#8211; but they did provide lovely tasty eggs.</p>
<p>And, she drooled as she though, I bet they&#8217;d taste good too&#8230;  But no &#8211; the shouty man said keep an eye on them, not eat them so she continued her vigil ensuring no further communication between hens and mrs shouty took place.</p>
<p>An important task, Daisy ensured eggs remained breakfast of choice in shouty house for now at least&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Welovedogs</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-219</link>
		<dc:creator>Welovedogs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:32:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;EVOLUTION MUST END&quot; 
(consisting of several factions such as WE MISS OUR WALKS, DOGGIE TREATS ROCK, DO I LOOK CUTE WITH MY CHIN ON YOUR KNEE and LOOK! I CAN CHASE MY TAIL!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;EVOLUTION MUST END&#8221;<br />
(consisting of several factions such as WE MISS OUR WALKS, DOGGIE TREATS ROCK, DO I LOOK CUTE WITH MY CHIN ON YOUR KNEE and LOOK! I CAN CHASE MY TAIL!</p>
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		<title>By: Welovedogs</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-218</link>
		<dc:creator>Welovedogs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 00:06:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It was the eve of the New Year - 2053, and for many years pooches had been ruling the land. Not only were they fully able to walk on two legs, talk, and read but they could now even use cutlery. Of course, there were still some mavericks who simply refused to conform to this naturally enforced evolution of dogsters, and they were the monster thorn in the side of the &quot;Iggies Ect&quot;.  Presumed by most homocaninians to be their savour (after all, what had those wretched humans ever done for them?) the &quot;Iggies Ect&quot; party, and ruler of the land for many years were actually an organization of ruthless, vicous canines, trying to eradicate the world of all dogs refusing to reign over humans and insisting all must forget their dog-walking days!

Unbeknown to all who thought they were being watched (and they were being watched, oh yes), they had one thing in common - they were all secret members of the Evil Mill Empire.  A cunningly disguised name really meaning &gt;&gt;&gt; **</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was the eve of the New Year &#8211; 2053, and for many years pooches had been ruling the land. Not only were they fully able to walk on two legs, talk, and read but they could now even use cutlery. Of course, there were still some mavericks who simply refused to conform to this naturally enforced evolution of dogsters, and they were the monster thorn in the side of the &#8220;Iggies Ect&#8221;.  Presumed by most homocaninians to be their savour (after all, what had those wretched humans ever done for them?) the &#8220;Iggies Ect&#8221; party, and ruler of the land for many years were actually an organization of ruthless, vicous canines, trying to eradicate the world of all dogs refusing to reign over humans and insisting all must forget their dog-walking days!</p>
<p>Unbeknown to all who thought they were being watched (and they were being watched, oh yes), they had one thing in common &#8211; they were all secret members of the Evil Mill Empire.  A cunningly disguised name really meaning &gt;&gt;&gt; **</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 15:11:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ava watched as Senor Sam followed Detective Fay through the parks and alleyways. Silly Sam - he thought he was the only one watching this group, but he wasn&#039;t. This group was being tracked by various organizations throughout the city. Ava probably didn&#039;t even know about all of them. Sure, there were the obvious ones, the ones that weren&#039;t the subtle types (Viscious Vic&#039;s pack came to mind) but there were others, too, many others.

Ava was part of an underground organization called &quot;Iggies Ect.&quot; who had been following Fay&#039;s group for over two years. Ava and her cohorts, including her overenthusiastic brother, Jackson, had been given valuable information that Jet (Fay&#039;s puppy partner) was still in contact with his old littermates - one of which was being scouted by an Evil Mill Empire. Ava was sure Jet had no idea of this, but Iggies Ect. hoped to use him to bring the empire down.

Right now, though, Ava couldn&#039;t stop watching Sam...

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heather’s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://hajjeastcoasttransplant.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-from-home.html&quot;&gt;Friends From Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ava watched as Senor Sam followed Detective Fay through the parks and alleyways. Silly Sam &#8211; he thought he was the only one watching this group, but he wasn&#8217;t. This group was being tracked by various organizations throughout the city. Ava probably didn&#8217;t even know about all of them. Sure, there were the obvious ones, the ones that weren&#8217;t the subtle types (Viscious Vic&#8217;s pack came to mind) but there were others, too, many others.</p>
<p>Ava was part of an underground organization called &#8220;Iggies Ect.&#8221; who had been following Fay&#8217;s group for over two years. Ava and her cohorts, including her overenthusiastic brother, Jackson, had been given valuable information that Jet (Fay&#8217;s puppy partner) was still in contact with his old littermates &#8211; one of which was being scouted by an Evil Mill Empire. Ava was sure Jet had no idea of this, but Iggies Ect. hoped to use him to bring the empire down.</p>
<p>Right now, though, Ava couldn&#8217;t stop watching Sam&#8230;</p>
<p><abbr><em>Heather’s last blog post..<a href="http://hajjeastcoasttransplant.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-from-home.html">Friends From Home</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: The Dogs Are Obsessed (again), Lookout Cabbages! &#124; thethreedogblog.com</title>
		<link>http://thethreedogblog.com/the-greatest-dog-story-in-the-world-be-part-of-it.html#comment-141</link>
		<dc:creator>The Dogs Are Obsessed (again), Lookout Cabbages! &#124; thethreedogblog.com</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 13:41:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] forget to be part of The Greatest Dog Story. It needs YOU to make it [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] forget to be part of The Greatest Dog Story. It needs YOU to make it [...]</p>
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		<title>By: the three dog blogger</title>
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		<dc:creator>the three dog blogger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 11:18:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>blzrul knew that her special Dogs could play an important role in the mayhem that was to erupt sooner or later. The Alaskan Malamute Mixes had been way to quiet.

They were definitely getting ready to do something, she just wasn&#039;t sure what.

When the Malamutes made their minds up and donned their backpacks, full of gadgets she could only dream of, who knew what they had in mind.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>blzrul knew that her special Dogs could play an important role in the mayhem that was to erupt sooner or later. The Alaskan Malamute Mixes had been way to quiet.</p>
<p>They were definitely getting ready to do something, she just wasn&#8217;t sure what.</p>
<p>When the Malamutes made their minds up and donned their backpacks, full of gadgets she could only dream of, who knew what they had in mind.</p>
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		<title>By: Welovedogs</title>
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		<dc:creator>Welovedogs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 21:24:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ha, ha, ha! I am Viscious Vic The Evil Chihuahua, but you can call me Evil! And all you need to know is that I hate that dog and will not rest until my evil eradication is complete. I am watching them all watching each other and they do not even know but I have a feeling that someone is watching me - well whoever or whatever it is had better watch out!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ha, ha, ha! I am Viscious Vic The Evil Chihuahua, but you can call me Evil! And all you need to know is that I hate that dog and will not rest until my evil eradication is complete. I am watching them all watching each other and they do not even know but I have a feeling that someone is watching me &#8211; well whoever or whatever it is had better watch out!</p>
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		<title>By: blzrul</title>
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		<dc:creator>blzrul</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 21:07:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My friend Gail accompanied me to the shelter to select a dog.  The sight of so many homeless animals brought her to tears, and she waited outside.

When I saw the two big, fuzzy Alaskan Malamute mix dogs, lying so quietly in their kennel and ignoring their madly barking kennel mates...my heart melted.  My heart almost broke when I heard a voice behind me - reading from the card on the cage front - saying &quot;oh, these dogs were found tied up on a farm.  No-one will want them.&quot;

Thirty minutes later...I was filling out the adoption papers, and a beautiful relationship had begun.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My friend Gail accompanied me to the shelter to select a dog.  The sight of so many homeless animals brought her to tears, and she waited outside.</p>
<p>When I saw the two big, fuzzy Alaskan Malamute mix dogs, lying so quietly in their kennel and ignoring their madly barking kennel mates&#8230;my heart melted.  My heart almost broke when I heard a voice behind me &#8211; reading from the card on the cage front &#8211; saying &#8220;oh, these dogs were found tied up on a farm.  No-one will want them.&#8221;</p>
<p>Thirty minutes later&#8230;I was filling out the adoption papers, and a beautiful relationship had begun.</p>
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