<?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-853493893382132648</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:10:08.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roxxy's Downtown Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, my name is Roxxy - I'm a 2X kind of girl :}

I'm 9 months old now which makes me about 13 in your years. Which means like every other 13 year old on earth, I know everything. And, as you can see, I can type.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funwithroxxy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853493893382132648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funwithroxxy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RoXXy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367067620995633789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-853493893382132648.post-8965528519556994211</id><published>2009-04-01T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:22:50.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ko-nee-chi-wah</title><content type='html'>I'd just like to introduce myself.  It's pretty obvious that I'm special (duh - I have my own BLOG).  My name is Roxxy - I'm a 2X kind of girl :}  I'm 9 months old now which makes me about 13 in your years.  Which means, like any other 13 year old on earth, I know everything. And, as you can see, I can type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY8rsaRDyI/AAAAAAAAABU/HU41rbm8bqE/s1600-h/Roxxy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY8rsaRDyI/AAAAAAAAABU/HU41rbm8bqE/s400/Roxxy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010330765561634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are in Japan for 7 months and I get to stay at Downtown Dog while they're gone.&lt;br /&gt;My dad went to Japan to play this thing called baseball. Not quite sure what that is, but it has the words play and ball in it, so it can't be all that bad.  In honor of my parents, I wanted to write Ko-nee-chi-wah but I don't know how to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parents, but I'm doing great. Every day I have new friends to show around Downtown Dog. Everybody, I mean &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt;, loves me.  I have two beds, one upstairs and one downstairs. I take my morning and afternoon naps on my downstairs bed. (It's a special bed and only moi can sleep on it!) My upstairs bed...I just pretend to sleep on it cuz really, Axel and me, we sneak up on the sofa every night when the Grown Ups go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY6WHywdiI/AAAAAAAAABM/yBZb2ydaPjY/s1600-h/Lights+Out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY6WHywdiI/AAAAAAAAABM/yBZb2ydaPjY/s400/Lights+Out.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007761135662626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the Poster Girl for the Lost Paws adoption event. I helped homeless little doggies find home-sweet-homes. And I got to dress up.  My nails were bright pink and wore my pink collar... I thought about wearing my pearls, but it was a casual event. I was in charge of giving away free drinks and making sure everyone was having a good time...something very easy for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY43mm4O1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/W4IifJ2mCcc/s1600-h/D-Dog_Lost_Paws_Flyer_02.21.09ROXXYONLY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY43mm4O1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/W4IifJ2mCcc/s400/D-Dog_Lost_Paws_Flyer_02.21.09ROXXYONLY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325006137319766866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, is it true you make a living swinging a big stick? The other pups think that is so darn cool. We LOVE sticks around here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY6Vlaj62I/AAAAAAAAABE/AhjxSZ-hcdM/s1600-h/Best+Stick+Ever.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY6Vlaj62I/AAAAAAAAABE/AhjxSZ-hcdM/s400/Best+Stick+Ever.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325007751907371874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woofers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RoXXy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/853493893382132648-8965528519556994211?l=funwithroxxy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funwithroxxy.blogspot.com/feeds/8965528519556994211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://funwithroxxy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ko-nee-chi-wah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853493893382132648/posts/default/8965528519556994211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/853493893382132648/posts/default/8965528519556994211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funwithroxxy.blogspot.com/2009/04/ko-nee-chi-wah.html' title='Ko-nee-chi-wah'/><author><name>RoXXy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17367067620995633789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z0dYLZf4RFI/SeY8rsaRDyI/AAAAAAAAABU/HU41rbm8bqE/s72-c/Roxxy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
