<?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-6189646709176808520</id><updated>2011-09-13T16:17:26.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Action Speaks Louder Than Meows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8485588717008171881</id><published>2010-05-31T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:23:04.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Summer yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAR7kBwrXDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/U_5XXwf0pH4/s1600/Lucy+Belle+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAR7kBwrXDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/U_5XXwf0pH4/s400/Lucy+Belle+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638905667476530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAR7a2qtmzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/50440GVrXn8/s1600/Lucy+Belle+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAR7a2qtmzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/50440GVrXn8/s400/Lucy+Belle+038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638748070845234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but I feel like Summer is coming soon. It is such a hot day today. I didn't feel like eating lunch. Got mommy very worried today. I just laid down the whole day today and I don't feel like moving much. Mommy got some very nice cooling paper and she rub a dub me all over. Ahhhh....that felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until much later that my appetite came back. Mommy lit up when she saw me finally eating. Although she had to throw away my lunch and gave me a new one. It's getting cooler now so I am feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is always worried when summer approaches. She gives me extra water bowls and she put floating ice cubes in them. I love playing with the cubes and splashing water everywhere. Of course, mommy will have to then clean up but I don't think she minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this Summer won't be too hot. I really don't like it because I feel sleepy all the time. I am sure mommy will find ways to cool me off though. How does your mommy help you feel cool in the summer? Maybe you can share some tips with my mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8485588717008171881?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8485588717008171881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8485588717008171881' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8485588717008171881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8485588717008171881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-it-summer-yet.html' title='Is it Summer yet?'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAR7kBwrXDI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/U_5XXwf0pH4/s72-c/Lucy+Belle+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7322335800485555265</id><published>2010-05-30T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:22:38.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALUKARcD-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/kZ4vxkrl-tM/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALUKARcD-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/kZ4vxkrl-tM/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477173365172867042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALT4U54igI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WEW63JXCre0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALT4U54igI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WEW63JXCre0/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477173061473569282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday is here again. To me, everyday is a Sunday but mommy says Sunday is her special day. As usual, I spend my Sunday laying around and sitting quietly not to disturb mommy's special day. She thinks I look cute and proceeded to take some unflattering pictures of me. Oh well, as long as it makes her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALWjpKhzGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nCCHMNUMaQg/s1600/Peek-A-Prize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALWjpKhzGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nCCHMNUMaQg/s400/Peek-A-Prize.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477176004669721698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; really cool new toy to play with! It's called the Peek A Prize Box. I think all kitties should meow to their mommy to get them one. It is a lot of fun and the best part it, there is nom nom in the holes! Who would've known?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the toy in the picture but that cat is not me. Mommy did a youtube video on me playing with the toy ... *blush* so if you wanna see, just go here :- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yN25O8__VyE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what else. Oh, I also got a big and tall scratching post! Mommy said I am a big girl and I need to scratch on a tall post so she got me the Smartcat Ultimate Scratching Post. Whoa! It is huge and I LOVE IT! I could stretch my whole body to the top. Feels so good after a long stretch and scratch. You can find more information on the post at the right side navigation bar. Mommy loved it so much that she chose it as Product Spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy and feeling blissful today. I hope all of you are too!! =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7322335800485555265?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7322335800485555265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7322335800485555265' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7322335800485555265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7322335800485555265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2010/05/easy-sunday.html' title='Easy Sunday'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TALUKARcD-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/kZ4vxkrl-tM/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-524760019809320422</id><published>2010-05-29T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:05:40.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Could Very Well Be Me Too!</title><content type='html'>I can imagine why this kitty is so brave. I would be in the same boat too. No one taught me that furry small thing is food or that we are supposed to be sworn enemy. Mommy said if I ever meet one, I would extend my paws for friendship too. What about you kitties? Friend or Foe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.tinypic.com/25q99h0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 1366px;" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/25q99h0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAHdMsbgavI/AAAAAAAAAXo/YQ-tytinUoI/s1600/1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/TAHcdwKHyEI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8zpbPe_aFp8/s1600/09rNL.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-524760019809320422?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/524760019809320422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=524760019809320422' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/524760019809320422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/524760019809320422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-could-very-well-be-me-too.html' title='That Could Very Well Be Me Too!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/25q99h0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6870287146551646202</id><published>2010-05-23T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:13:36.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_mhJhevEHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JmAQ2ToZeXc/s1600/DSC_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_mhJhevEHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JmAQ2ToZeXc/s320/DSC_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474584007023726706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard mommy whispering to daddy last night, something about me being tricked into eating a new brand of food. I tried to perk up my ears to catch on the conversation but couldn't get much info out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today, I realized what they were talking about. Mommy said that I am such a good girl because I finished my dinner last night. Emptied the plate. Licked it clean. And I wonder why make a big deal out of it. Turns out, she gave me something new in addition to something old. She added a tablespoon of something called Wellness Core to my Natural Balance. She said something about introducing me to a new palate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not going to say I didn't like it, because the food was surely yummy, but I hate the thought that I didn't realize it earlier. I mean being a cat means you have to be fussy about food. And I got tricked. Grrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_mhSVeeY_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/KEnE0n-FswU/s1600/core.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_mhSVeeY_I/AAAAAAAAAXY/KEnE0n-FswU/s320/core.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474584158420231154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the new food in my food rotation! Trust me kitties, it is so pawesome. Although I was tricked into eating it and was a bit upset, in the end, food is glorious. =^.^=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6870287146551646202?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6870287146551646202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6870287146551646202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6870287146551646202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6870287146551646202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2010/05/trick.html' title='A Trick'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_mhJhevEHI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JmAQ2ToZeXc/s72-c/DSC_0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-2366449116640909195</id><published>2010-05-22T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:13:10.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all my mommy's fault!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_idNnXijBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_Bf4KZlDIn8/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_idNnXijBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_Bf4KZlDIn8/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474298204300413970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, it's been a year and more since mommy ever paid attention to my blog. But fear not, although she deserted my blog, she took very good care of me. I do understand that things don't always go smoothly for hoomans, and sometimes they get distracted. So, it is her fault but I won't hold it against her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did some updating to this blog so I will say she isn't that bad after all. There's a new product highlight, food recommendation, toy (oh yay!) and she also added a new recommended book - Dr. Pitcairn's New Complete Guide to Natural Health for Dogs and Cats. You can find them all on the right side bar. She promised me that she will continue to work on more updates so lets see if she will keep her words shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back on track a bit so here's two recent videos of me. Just to remind all of you what a wonderful cat I am. =^o^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this video, mommy said that I took a big bite of food and ran away. I objected. I did not run, I walked away graciously, like a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5RomrZ4VDU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5RomrZ4VDU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what made the treats fall off the ball but hey, if rolling it means more treats falling off, then by all means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYAE63UlueA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYAE63UlueA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-2366449116640909195?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/2366449116640909195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=2366449116640909195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/2366449116640909195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/2366449116640909195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-all-my-mommys-fault.html' title='It&apos;s all my mommy&apos;s fault!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/S_idNnXijBI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_Bf4KZlDIn8/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8242310900078026574</id><published>2009-05-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:13:18.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy got a new pair of shoes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy bought a new pair of shoes and I agree, he has got great taste.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy not only because daddy finally got rid of his smelly stinky old shoes, but because the shoebox is the perfect fit for me!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vW0UHDYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pRYr3re6e6I/s1600-h/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vW0UHDYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pRYr3re6e6I/s400/daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332032552876576130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's new pair of shoes! Don't you think it's absolutely stunning?&lt;br /&gt;I love the shoelace part the most! I tried sinking my teeth into it and daddy came running and stored his shoes away. No fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXPI7FwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/q88QnT3IIfY/s1600-h/IMG_7072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXPI7FwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/q88QnT3IIfY/s400/IMG_7072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332032560077412098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See what I mean by the perfect fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXAbDBSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fnlyVAB6f5Q/s1600-h/IMG_7080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXAbDBSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/fnlyVAB6f5Q/s400/IMG_7080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332032556126897442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXeygTJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/AJe3Jk9B0xU/s1600-h/IMG_7087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vXeygTJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/AJe3Jk9B0xU/s400/IMG_7087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332032564278348946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8242310900078026574?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8242310900078026574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8242310900078026574' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8242310900078026574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8242310900078026574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/05/daddy-got-new-pair-of-shoes.html' title='Daddy got a new pair of shoes!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sf8vW0UHDYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/pRYr3re6e6I/s72-c/daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7099253356526532677</id><published>2009-05-02T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:38:46.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The egg carton</title><content type='html'>Mommy has been thinking of ways to reuse things around the house and she came up with a brilliant idea to make me work for my treats. Not to say that I am totally excited about it but it's fun so I think this will make other kitties happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt5hYSEmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ghalbPcORaw/s1600-h/IMG_7114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt5hYSEmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ghalbPcORaw/s400/IMG_7114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331327262624191074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy placed the carton on the floor and filled them with yummy treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt5w0iEII/AAAAAAAAAV8/Je4c2aEE4ME/s1600-h/IMG_7115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt5w0iEII/AAAAAAAAAV8/Je4c2aEE4ME/s400/IMG_7115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331327266769211522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Intrique by the box and the nice smell of treats, I inched closer to inspect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt539tg3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/RrbnXVzCL50/s1600-h/IMG_7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt539tg3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/RrbnXVzCL50/s400/IMG_7116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331327268686758770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, there is something in there, let me check it out with my paw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt6Co3exI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xx-7xe0KcdQ/s1600-h/IMG_7112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt6Co3exI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Xx-7xe0KcdQ/s400/IMG_7112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331327271552121618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, yeah, scoop it out - make sure you situate yourself properly so your paw can reach further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt6NVzoHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/hvp_XHM1LCg/s1600-h/IMG_7111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt6NVzoHI/AAAAAAAAAWU/hvp_XHM1LCg/s400/IMG_7111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331327274424967282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go! I made it, treat now on the floor so time to dig in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7099253356526532677?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7099253356526532677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7099253356526532677' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7099253356526532677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7099253356526532677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/05/egg-carton.html' title='The egg carton'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sfyt5hYSEmI/AAAAAAAAAV0/ghalbPcORaw/s72-c/IMG_7114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3743165223622144369</id><published>2009-04-28T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:13:12.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a cheery playful mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7O36cNWg9yA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7O36cNWg9yA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am feeling good today! This vid was taken early in the morning when mommy woke up. She saw me sleeping in the bathroom tile floor to cool off. See, it's been too hot lately and nothing feels better than the bathroom tiles! I hope the hot weather would go away soon but mommy cautioned that Summer is approaching and we are just getting a taste of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3743165223622144369?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3743165223622144369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3743165223622144369' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3743165223622144369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3743165223622144369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-cheery-playful-mood.html' title='In a cheery playful mood'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6899245691522810805</id><published>2009-04-26T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:27:37.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pillow Tunnel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRYDVE8TI/AAAAAAAAAVs/8OhGCilhEiQ/s1600-h/IMG_6909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRYDVE8TI/AAAAAAAAAVs/8OhGCilhEiQ/s400/IMG_6909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329114470226915634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRX4chRrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/riSANkOZpU4/s1600-h/IMG_6910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRX4chRrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/riSANkOZpU4/s400/IMG_6910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329114467305342642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRXgNxv3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/jCW3CoUYmdU/s1600-h/IMG_6911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRXgNxv3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/jCW3CoUYmdU/s400/IMG_6911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329114460801056626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fun thing to do is when mommy lined the pillows together to make a nice tunnel for me to play in. See, we cat's are extremely easy to please. Try this with your kitty and I am sure they will have a blast! The longer the pillow tunnel the better of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6899245691522810805?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6899245691522810805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6899245691522810805' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6899245691522810805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6899245691522810805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/pillow-tunnel.html' title='The Pillow Tunnel'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfTRYDVE8TI/AAAAAAAAAVs/8OhGCilhEiQ/s72-c/IMG_6909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-601080884815839056</id><published>2009-04-24T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:37:27.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toy and Box and Smooching Mr Smudge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img34.glitterfy.com/114/glitterfy153224674D36.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 228px;" src="http://img34.glitterfy.com/114/glitterfy153224674D36.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to Mr. Smudge's post:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ozark-mountain-cats.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ozark-mountain-cats.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna smooch you now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQh90AWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pHdrxXlkLCQ/s1600-h/IMG_6978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQh90AWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pHdrxXlkLCQ/s400/IMG_6978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346881895694690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm...that looks cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQjnVpyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hq5eQp3AU5Y/s1600-h/IMG_6985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQjnVpyI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hq5eQp3AU5Y/s400/IMG_6985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346882338301730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lets just jump into the box first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Mommy's note : They always do that!&lt;br /&gt;You rather sit in a box than play with your brand new toy?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQtrizCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OvpOF-b3tSY/s1600-h/IMG_6982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQtrizCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OvpOF-b3tSY/s400/IMG_6982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346885040294946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think I really do like the toy ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQxwJHtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cWrNOFnJAjU/s1600-h/IMG_6987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQxwJHtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cWrNOFnJAjU/s400/IMG_6987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346886133325522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, here I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQ5reEbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WrdIMsdalLk/s1600-h/IMG_6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQ5reEbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/WrdIMsdalLk/s400/IMG_6992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328346888261210546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, my paw fits in there, nice..but where's the ball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-601080884815839056?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/601080884815839056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=601080884815839056' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/601080884815839056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/601080884815839056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/toy-and-box.html' title='Toy and Box and Smooching Mr Smudge'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SfIXQh90AWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pHdrxXlkLCQ/s72-c/IMG_6978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7138526433351780729</id><published>2009-04-22T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:59:31.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outdoor Cats - Dangers Lurking In Every Corner : WARNING - GRAPHIC</title><content type='html'>A short video I've put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AOXqnBpOvE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AOXqnBpOvE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7138526433351780729?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7138526433351780729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7138526433351780729' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7138526433351780729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7138526433351780729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/outdoor-cats-dangers-lurking-in-every.html' title='Outdoor Cats - Dangers Lurking In Every Corner : WARNING - GRAPHIC'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-634492876677104273</id><published>2009-04-22T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:20:57.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Litter box duties mommy!! NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5ZhFtcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zChRcIOj6pY/s1600-h/IMG_6908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5ZhFtcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zChRcIOj6pY/s400/IMG_6908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327580124886185410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5B6OL7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cpQ3MHRv0_s/s1600-h/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5B6OL7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cpQ3MHRv0_s/s400/IMG_6903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327580118549147570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5AhVOpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iHs118-e1gw/s1600-h/IMG_6906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5AhVOpI/AAAAAAAAAUM/iHs118-e1gw/s400/IMG_6906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327580118176316050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5eJMgwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iheGal_ulXc/s1600-h/IMG_6905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5eJMgwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/iheGal_ulXc/s400/IMG_6905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327580126128145154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. I think mommy is slacking. Yes she is. I had to remind her to do her litterbox duties now. You see, it was very early in the morning, I'd say about 4am and when a girl has to go, she has to go. So, gingerly, I head to my litterbox. And what did I see?? Clumps! Clumps! To my horror, mommy has completely forgotten to scoop. She is rarely this forgetful though. I can't go and do my business in a dirty box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried cleaning it myself. I pawed at the sides of my box, oh so hard did I pawed! And I knew I made loud noises too, just imagine the sound of my paws against the box .. seesh, seesh, seesh, seesh, on and on I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Then mommy woke up. She can barely open her eyes and she asked me what's the matter? I sat next to my box, peering in and looking up at her. Well mommy, what do you think it's the matter! With a heavy sigh, mommy apoligized and finally scooped the litter. Thanks mommy! Right after my litter box has been cleaned, I jumped right in to relieve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Happy Earth Day everyone! FYI, my litter is all natural and biodegradable! We cats have to contribute to this happy place that we call home too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-634492876677104273?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/634492876677104273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=634492876677104273' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/634492876677104273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/634492876677104273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/litter-box-duties-mommy-now.html' title='Litter box duties mommy!! NOW!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Se9d5ZhFtcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zChRcIOj6pY/s72-c/IMG_6908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7173254488473887973</id><published>2009-04-20T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:40:12.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy miss bottle feeding me ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sez4sGkTP8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/S2Ula3kQIgs/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sez4sGkTP8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/S2Ula3kQIgs/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326905895833255874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy is getting a tad nostalgic. Blame it on the weather. Drats! It's raining outside but don't say it is raining cats and dogs. Only dogs rain on your parade, we cats have better things to do, like napping and redecorating your house and of course, painting your couch via well placed scratches and tons of fur!  Mommy being the silly bean, took out the bottle from the cabinet and gave it to me. I sniffed it and walked away. My bottle days are way over mommy. Accept the fact that I am no longer that small helpless kitten. Nope, I am my own lady cat now. And also, what am I going to do with an empty bottle? Fill it up with yummy milk and we'll talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7173254488473887973?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7173254488473887973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7173254488473887973' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7173254488473887973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7173254488473887973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommy-miss-bottle-feeding-me.html' title='Mommy miss bottle feeding me ...'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/Sez4sGkTP8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/S2Ula3kQIgs/s72-c/IMG_0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8680431551565811735</id><published>2009-04-17T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:03:59.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pebbles Mommy Got Talent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.tvguide.com/MediaBin/Content/090413/News/Todays_News_Our_Take/4_thurs/090416susanboyle_britainsgottalent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 206px;" src="http://static.tvguide.com/MediaBin/Content/090413/News/Todays_News_Our_Take/4_thurs/090416susanboyle_britainsgottalent1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, mommy found out about this lovely lady, Susan Boyle and her amazing singing on YouTube. Her beautiful rendition of I Dreamed a Dream (Les Miserables) in the show Britian Got Talent brought tears down mommy's cheek. Ms Susan Boyle is the mommy of 10 year of Pebbles. Pebbles is so lucky that her mommy is so famous now. How I wish I can see how Pebbles looks like. Mommy said that people were initially making fun of Ms. Susan Boyle's looks but once she started singing, her beauty shone like a million stars twinkling in the dark sky. Mommy can't seems to get enough of her and she like many others are watching the video again and again. I must say that I am very impressed too and I happens to enjoy that song a lot. So to those who have not heard her sing, please do:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9z0h1NNk1Ik"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9z0h1NNk1Ik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there is a new video up of Ms Susan Boyle's singing the song Cry Me A River. Her voice is simply amazing! One would never guess that such a humble lady would have such a voice that pierce your very heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jI2DxkrgpgQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jI2DxkrgpgQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8680431551565811735?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8680431551565811735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8680431551565811735' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8680431551565811735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8680431551565811735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/pebbles-mommy-got-talent.html' title='Pebbles Mommy Got Talent!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1021994559329914990</id><published>2009-04-16T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:37:29.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Snow White but close enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 346px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to cross my legs so take the shot now.... Mommy thinks I am getting more whites on my glorious fur. The bridge of my nose is white, I wear white socks on all four, my chin is white, I have a white bib and my tummy is white. You don't see this much white when I am not laying down like this. So, she thought this is a great picture of me showing my snowy fur. Humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1021994559329914990?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1021994559329914990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1021994559329914990' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1021994559329914990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1021994559329914990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Not Snow White but close enough'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/th_IMG_4176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3379390574520240447</id><published>2009-04-15T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:56:43.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_aQJQYiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kFOW6MoPY5E/s1600-h/ap15%5E0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_aQJQYiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kFOW6MoPY5E/s400/ap15%5E0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325013329655128610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy visited the NYC ASPCA last week. She said that's where less fortunate kitties go to when they are no longer wanted or have no home. I feel so sad for them. If mommy have not taken me home, that is probably where I will end up to, if I am lucky to stay alive. Mommy saw many kitties there but she told me not to worry because the people there take very good care of all the homeless kitties. Mommy is very impressed with the facility which is sparkling clean, and appears to be a good place for the kitties to stay temporarily. Mommy didn't plan on adopting because she couldn't take in another kitty. She said that I am already a handful but the time will come when she can open our home to those less fortunate ones. She did however made a donation and hope that it will help to care for the kitties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_as4ymdI/AAAAAAAAATU/6R_hO4VRIUc/s1600-h/ap15%5E0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_as4ymdI/AAAAAAAAATU/6R_hO4VRIUc/s400/ap15%5E0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325013337370696146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little black kitty sits comfortably on his warm bed near the front door. There is a huge glass enclosure which houses a few kitties and they can spend time napping, playing or just people watching. The glass enclosure has multi level perches for kitty to climb on as well as toys and cat beds. I am happy to hear that because I know kitties really dislike being caged (I was caged when I was at the vet sometime ago and I will never want to have to go through that again!). Inside however, some kitties remain in a smaller glass case, looks like a cage but definitely more comfortable. Mommy figures the kitties get their time out from the case on rotation and placed in the three huge glass enclosure near the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy couldn't take more pics inside the shelter so here are a few from the web:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/2314/626x600seek1aspca122088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 292px;" src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/2314/626x600seek1aspca122088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;credit :- http://newyork.timeout.com/articles/shopping/22732/how-to-adopt-a-pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/5845/newyourtourdedog0461921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/5845/newyourtourdedog0461921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;credit:- http://bikingdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/tour-de-shelters-in-new-york-city.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy saw the Mobile Adoption Van parked outside and had to snap these! The customized license plate is FTW! (For the Win). =^^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_atwrSDI/AAAAAAAAATM/GOtg5ZGLUYg/s1600-h/ap15%5E0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_atwrSDI/AAAAAAAAATM/GOtg5ZGLUYg/s400/ap15%5E0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325013337605097522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_acAsagI/AAAAAAAAATE/bQrPgNGQnqE/s1600-h/ap15%5E0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_acAsagI/AAAAAAAAATE/bQrPgNGQnqE/s400/ap15%5E0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325013332840442370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aspca.org/aspca-nyc/images-misc-sizes/mobile-adoptions-van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 157px;" src="http://www.aspca.org/aspca-nyc/images-misc-sizes/mobile-adoptions-van.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the ASPCA website:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.aspca.org/aspca-nyc/mobile-adoption-van/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ASPCA Mobile Adoption program brings shelter pets and potential pet parents together by traveling to communities throughout the five boroughs. Our 26-foot vehicle travels four days a week—Thursday through Sunday—to a neighborhood near you. Adopters can spend time with a dog or cat and go home with their new furry friend the very same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of our animals are spayed or neutered, up-to-date on vaccinations, microchipped, and come with a leash or carrier, as well as a certificate for free follow-up veterinary care at the ASPCA Bergh Memorial Animal Hospital. Adoption fees range from $75 to $200. Our knowledgeable adoption counselors are on hand to provide all the information you need and help you find the purrfect match. For more information about our Mobile Adoption schedule, please call (212) 876-7700 ext. 4120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please note: During the winter months, we do not bring dogs to our offsite adoption events—only cats and kittens. If you are interested in adopting a dog, please visit the ASPCA Adoption Center at 424 E. 92nd St in Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeZHwY0BT4I/AAAAAAAAATk/oHoO20Y7Cs0/s1600-h/ap15%5E0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeZHwY0BT4I/AAAAAAAAATk/oHoO20Y7Cs0/s400/ap15%5E0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325022506032123778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so happy that mommy took some time out to go to the ASPCA. While I am sad that the kitties are waiting for a new home to go to, I am happy knowing that in the mean time, they are all being taken care off very well. I really am lucky to have a loving home and I wish that those kitties will find one too soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3379390574520240447?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3379390574520240447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3379390574520240447' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3379390574520240447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3379390574520240447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommys-day-out.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SeY_aQJQYiI/AAAAAAAAAS8/kFOW6MoPY5E/s72-c/ap15%5E0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1961961277008873664</id><published>2009-04-06T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:05:25.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into my eyes ... and do as I say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will hypnotize you! Bring me food, bring me toys, do not disturb me, I will come to you when I feel like it, I am the master of the house, Yes ME! Now, how can mommy say NO to me when I look at her like that right? I mean, you can't resist me either right? But my magic gaze failed. I wanted another piece of treat but mommy said NO! Meal time is approaching and I can't get seconds. Not fair! So, I shall go and hide under the bed for now. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1961961277008873664?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1961961277008873664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1961961277008873664' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1961961277008873664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1961961277008873664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-into-my-eyes-and-do-as-i-say.html' title='Look into my eyes ... and do as I say!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/th_IMG_4528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3091935437571056237</id><published>2009-04-03T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:59:21.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why..hello there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 332px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4455.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I know it has been way too long since mommy help me update my blog. Things has been getting rather hectic and mommy's been bogged down by something that she won't tell me. But all is well now it seems and mommy said she will help me update this. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my wellness check up in January and got all my shots UTD. I weigh at 11lbs now and the vet told mommy that this is my optimum weight and I shouldn't grow any bigger. So, I got my booster shots along with the rabies shot. Didn't hurt a bit! The only thing that bugs me was the trip from home to the vet. I don't really like being squeezed into the cat carrier. I remembered the carrier to be a whole lot spacious but now, it seems like mommy's shoes closet! Oh wait, maybe the carrier didn't shrink..I just grew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good here and I am having a blast. Spring is here and that means my birdie friends are coming to visit me more often now. And I also happen to notice bigger birds that shines at night, making really loud noise. Their lights blinks too, pretty entertaining if you ask me but I am afraid if the big bird might try to land on the roof. That'd be wrong .. so wrong! Mommy called the birds planes .. but they sounded really scary though. When one flew nearby, I'd rather go and hide. I don't like them at all. My small bird friends are much friendlier. They sing beautiful songs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all who are worried about me, please be assured that I am doing really good and mommy is taking good care of me. Thanks so much for noticing my absence. I hope to be back more frequently now. =^^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 298px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4452.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20JanFebMar/IMG_6729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20JanFebMar/IMG_6729.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 310px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/IMG_4047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3091935437571056237?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3091935437571056237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3091935437571056237' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3091935437571056237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3091935437571056237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2009/04/whyhello-there.html' title='Why..hello there!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/1%20Year%20Old%20-%20OctNovDec/th_IMG_4455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-447051396136211197</id><published>2008-11-05T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:38:49.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Getting Wet and Windy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SRIdWJ_MioI/AAAAAAAAASM/xFcOpOgDesk/s1600-h/IMG_4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SRIdWJ_MioI/AAAAAAAAASM/xFcOpOgDesk/s320/IMG_4166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265303180824840834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been raining and when it rains, it really does pour. The days are getting shorter too and by the time I woke up from my nap, it's already getting dark. I wanted to watch birds but none are to be seen. I wonder if they too, have a nice napping place to go to when they wanted to catch some zzzz. And I wonder if they also have a nice mommy like mine (oh, did I not say I love mommy again..) She was afraid that I might catch a cold so while I was sleeping, she quietly place a soft and warm blankie on me. It felt really good, not because of the blankie, but because mommy planted a warm kiss on my head and whispered that she loves me. I pretended to be asleep but I know mommy loves me lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said that since the weather is changing, she won't be opening the windows for me anymore. Like today, the windows are close shut. Although I still manage to peek outside, nothing feels better than the breeze blowing on my face and tickling my whiskers. But I wouldn't want to get wet too so although I can no longer feel the breeze, I am happy to just sit and keep watch. I won't be seeing much of my birdie friends anymore and I will miss them. Hopefully, soon, they will come fly by my window again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I wonder how Sweet-T is doing? Remember the red collar that mommy bought so daddy could put it on him. Hmm..he didn't like it one bit and daddy gave up. He still comes by daddy's work place. He use to come by once or twice a day but now, he seems to be coming more often. Daddy said that Sweet-T is always hungry and daddy's been feeding him lots. Mommy said that we have to get more nom nom for him since we are running low on supplies. Sweet-T is an outside cat so on a day like today, we are very worried about him. Do you think he will be ok outside all by himself? I wonder where is his mommy and daddy..and also if he has a safe place to go to? I feel sorry for him but I know that daddy will take very good care of him. Sweet-T, I am sending you lots of purrs, hoping that you will be safe and warm. We all love you a lot and I really hope that one day, you can come here and live with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-447051396136211197?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/447051396136211197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=447051396136211197' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/447051396136211197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/447051396136211197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-getting-wet-and-windy.html' title='It&apos;s Getting Wet and Windy'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SRIdWJ_MioI/AAAAAAAAASM/xFcOpOgDesk/s72-c/IMG_4166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6230536229093554787</id><published>2008-11-03T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:28:55.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad at Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQ9rr4SP6iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jJvEEKZwdhA/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQ9rr4SP6iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jJvEEKZwdhA/s320/IMG_3799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264544891006872098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so mad at mommy!! She doesn't trust me, she doesn't think I do a good job at keeping myself clean. Mphh!! I am a cat, grooming myself and making sure I am impeccabaly clean is my nature. Mommy doubted my ability and I felt so betrayed.  Just yesterday, as I was busy playing, I spilled mommy's cup of orange juice. Not that I did it on purpose anyway. And I didn't even like OJ! Smelled like dog pee to me. As I was trying to escape that nose pinching smell, I made a dash and *accidently* kicked her glass. I was scared too! She wasn't fuming mad because I spilled her juice but because I got the dog pee all over my fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spent the next hour licking and grooming myself frantically. If it were you, you'd do the same too would'nt you? You wouldn't want dog pee on your fur too would you? I tried hard to get rid of the smell but still, it follows me everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw mommy preparing something. She was so sweet to me, extra sugar and spice. She called me and told me she has yummy treats for me. I hesitated at first but my appetite was aroused and I headed over. HUGE MISTAKE!! After savoring the treat, I felt a mist all over me. Psst! Psst! Psst! And to my horror, I was all wet! She proceeded to massage me and this white foam starting appearing out of nowhere, all over my body, my leg and oh... even my tail! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! I screamed and tried to claw my way out, but mommy was too smart for me. She had protective gear! She wore thick gloves, those that are no match for my claws. Miaowwwwww! I screetched, hoping to scare her away. But she was adamant to finish her job! Rub, rub, rub and I was covered in foam. My pride got hurt terribly bad, I felt like a fish out of water. I can't breath, I can't escape, I am trapped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, the foam did get rid of the dog pee (okay, orange juice) smell and leave me smelling pleasant again. She proceeded to dry me off with a very soft towel, combed and brushed me. She even let me have some extra treats. But .. but ... I am still hurt! I vowed not to talk to mommy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came over to say sorry to me this morning but I just walked away. I knew she felt terrible, my ignoring her this way. I am not going to back down. NO! I am so mad at you mommy, you should go sit in a corner and think what you've done wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6230536229093554787?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6230536229093554787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6230536229093554787' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6230536229093554787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6230536229093554787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-at-mommy.html' title='Mad at Mommy'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQ9rr4SP6iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jJvEEKZwdhA/s72-c/IMG_3799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1191722919671141100</id><published>2008-10-26T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:03:10.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG! You're IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQUoAN5SIlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mAcMxmSrL8s/s1600-h/IMG_3981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQUoAN5SIlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mAcMxmSrL8s/s400/IMG_3981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261655723847328338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://catoninetales.wordpress.com/"&gt;Linus and Sally's Meowmy&lt;/a&gt; Tagged Me! To help me out, mommy recruited some help from TDK . She knows she can always count on them! So, here are what my TDK aunties have to say about me, the best cat ever! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;=^o^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/6752/ec1fce3759f7a47e84f2899rz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/6752/ec1fce3759f7a47e84f2899rz1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/1672"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;krazikat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful fly chaser.&lt;br /&gt;Very pretty with such a soft looking face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/793/dc27d938130d089f6256a1fgw5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/793/dc27d938130d089f6256a1fgw5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/619"&gt;karenopa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LucyBelle once won the ArcaMax Pet of the Month Contest!&lt;br /&gt;Shady wasn't far behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/4844/7498e84b342790c9b477e44vq4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/4844/7498e84b342790c9b477e44vq4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/111"&gt;nngm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucy Belle has a vet who once posed nude.&lt;br /&gt;We call him Naked Vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/889/54fa1fa164bbdad970515aeii5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/889/54fa1fa164bbdad970515aeii5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/819"&gt;cricketsmama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a fearless (sort of) hunter&lt;br /&gt;to get the monster under the bed! :)&lt;br /&gt;not to mention she's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/6720/7715cd8508b06f42c737edbxu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/6720/7715cd8508b06f42c737edbxu4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/64"&gt;buttercup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she entertains us (aunties and uncles)&lt;br /&gt;by miaowing sweetly after a fly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/652/9bbe9b6c189c3541faf880adv5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/652/9bbe9b6c189c3541faf880adv5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/221"&gt;ladyvalkyrie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="post"&gt;Well she was a teeny tiny fluff ball when she came to you,&lt;br /&gt;her spa trip was not as easy as most,&lt;br /&gt;her vet grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr did pose nude and&lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder if he only were's a doc smock to work?&lt;br /&gt;Hey tutti? Does he? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(no comment!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is gorgeous has a collar she fell for and took!&lt;br /&gt;She helped Mommy while she was not good!&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on and on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/163/a967278e029ba3418e32092eq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/163/a967278e029ba3418e32092eq7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailykitten.com/chat/profile/37"&gt;miu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is  so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;She is definitely Miss Universe material (only smarter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for your contribution! Lots of headbonks to you and your kitties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1191722919671141100?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1191722919671141100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1191722919671141100' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1191722919671141100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1191722919671141100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-youre-it.html' title='TAG! You&apos;re IT!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SQUoAN5SIlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/mAcMxmSrL8s/s72-c/IMG_3981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7571842073055269982</id><published>2008-10-25T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:47:28.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Catsite Kittehs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;LOOK!! The Catsite Kittehs made an appearance too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img112.imageshack.us/img112/3672/photo2722634690ns1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 240px;" src="http://img112.imageshack.us/img112/3672/photo2722634690ns1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chance - You're home late, but I saved you a spot right here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/5922/arieladoptionpicture244sk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 240px;" src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/5922/arieladoptionpicture244sk5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ariel - Whoa, your BOO BOO is way more serious than mine fer sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z30/angel80_jc/willow%202/P1020663-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 310px;" src="http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z30/angel80_jc/willow%202/P1020663-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Willow - Vision of a true goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b340/catkiki/P3090012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 232px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b340/catkiki/P3090012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rusty and Dusty - any moar room in there fer me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/3430/10010279971587wa0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/3430/10010279971587wa0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mittens - DND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img234.imageshack.us/img234/9791/10010319866727wg8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://img234.imageshack.us/img234/9791/10010319866727wg8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monster - All 'nipped out with his catnip mouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/1787/hennessy22oct2008c97883iy0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 310px;" src="http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/1787/hennessy22oct2008c97883iy0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hennesy - Ooohhh... you can't be more gorgeous than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/1534/sdc100099721714mi9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/1534/sdc100099721714mi9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woodward - where are my reading glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/6176/sdc1001419670157cf9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/6176/sdc1001419670157cf9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grover - Which book would you like today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/1960/13008025small19603106fk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/1960/13008025small19603106fk2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky Bear - I spook, therefore I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/5354/2180803919549355nm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/5354/2180803919549355nm1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leo - Mph? No moar food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/7512/sdc100059497714rj5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/7512/sdc100059497714rj5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peanut - I'm a little teapot, short and stout ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/629/13108007small29433989vh7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 234px;" src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/629/13108007small29433989vh7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grabat - The taxman's here! The taxman's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/5500/sdc10010ki0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img146.imageshack.us/img146/5500/sdc10010ki0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ziggy - Gettin' jiggy wif it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/3373/sdc100031qz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/3373/sdc100031qz6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt - Another cup of joe would be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m201/bnwalker3/Cats/Gonzo/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 232px;" src="http://i105.photobucket.com/albums/m201/bnwalker3/Cats/Gonzo/9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gonzo - Wut? I wasn't trying to to do anything wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/3967/redp9128146bh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/3967/redp9128146bh1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mai Sai - Tis beanbag good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/6183/69079412212504804440263lt6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/6183/69079412212504804440263lt6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snoop Dog (from Caster) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIS CHKN MAH MOMMY SED SHE MADE&lt;br /&gt;4 MAH BIRFDAI BUT I FINKZ IZ STORE BUYD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/9278/mailgooglecom3573855ak5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 233px;" src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/9278/mailgooglecom3573855ak5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Izadore aka Izzie (from Catster) - Ok, I am ready, you can come pet me now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/4606/234880562019d896cc7d426as2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 348px;" src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/4606/234880562019d896cc7d426as2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wilson (from Catster) : I am not doing any interviews, talk to mah agent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2269/2348837452_bdd44b2876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 348px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2269/2348837452_bdd44b2876.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shadow (from Catster) : My rump always gets in the way, always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7571842073055269982?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7571842073055269982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7571842073055269982' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7571842073055269982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7571842073055269982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/10/catsite-kittehs.html' title='The Catsite Kittehs!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z30/angel80_jc/willow%202/th_P1020663-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-345244153001894339</id><published>2008-10-24T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:01:47.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAH TDK FRENZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;THEES R ALL MAH FRENZ FRUM TDK. ARENT THEY ALL JUS AS GORGEOUS AS ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/7286/mailgooglecom5223256hs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/7286/mailgooglecom5223256hs2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tigerlilly -The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9396/mailgooglecom3391869nf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img300.imageshack.us/img300/9396/mailgooglecom3391869nf7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuddles  - white cat rockz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/7332/mailgooglecom3180073yd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/7332/mailgooglecom3180073yd7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby - ur bed iz comfty - smellz lyke u no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/2567/mailgooglecom8996304qh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/2567/mailgooglecom8996304qh1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABBY - y u mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/7395/mailgooglecom8970024lj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/7395/mailgooglecom8970024lj4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUSTY - here towel 2 wipe off dust! K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/8418/mailgooglecom8903583bf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img505.imageshack.us/img505/8418/mailgooglecom8903583bf5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ELLIE - Thinks u very fine lady..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/7021/mailgooglecom8862580kp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/7021/mailgooglecom8862580kp3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHESTER - umph? Wez ur tail???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/1069/mailgooglecom8803807qv6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://img407.imageshack.us/img407/1069/mailgooglecom8803807qv6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BOBBIE SUE - No, that iz no jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-345244153001894339?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/345244153001894339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=345244153001894339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/345244153001894339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/345244153001894339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiz-all-mah-frez-thees-r-all-mah-frenz.html' title='MAH TDK FRENZ'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-4792414013858590191</id><published>2008-10-20T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:41:31.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Lucy Belle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY FIRST PURRDAY, LUCY BELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SPz2dvWZGsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t7uh_6bWw7s/s1600-h/lbsunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SPz2dvWZGsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t7uh_6bWw7s/s320/lbsunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259349455648922306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Belle's first birthday fell on Oct 6, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;She is now officially a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(wut? Im still kitteh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Britney says im still a kitteh not yet a kat ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gentle eyes&lt;br /&gt;that see so much,&lt;br /&gt;paws that have&lt;br /&gt;the quiet touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Purrs to signal&lt;br /&gt;"all is well"&lt;br /&gt;and show more love&lt;br /&gt;than words can tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Graceful movements&lt;br /&gt;touched with pride,&lt;br /&gt;a calming presence&lt;br /&gt;by our side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friendship&lt;br /&gt;that will last and grow -&lt;br /&gt;small wonder&lt;br /&gt;why we love them so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;-Author Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've compiled a photo collection of her,&lt;br /&gt;as a celebration of her wonderful journey to adulthood.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c29d5732e530167" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c29d5732e530167%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1391CD6C01E203FFF3F883A7C53E51A6AB98F6EE.E24EA1F0A131DA8F3BB2587A3665CF2E3CC1A46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c29d5732e530167%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFFpmzUTMoNzCq387L3LLGAVDtz0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c29d5732e530167%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1391CD6C01E203FFF3F883A7C53E51A6AB98F6EE.E24EA1F0A131DA8F3BB2587A3665CF2E3CC1A46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c29d5732e530167%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFFpmzUTMoNzCq387L3LLGAVDtz0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-4792414013858590191?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c29d5732e530167&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/4792414013858590191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=4792414013858590191' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4792414013858590191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4792414013858590191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-1st-birthday-lucy-belle.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Lucy Belle'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SPz2dvWZGsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/t7uh_6bWw7s/s72-c/lbsunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3738404201156015823</id><published>2008-09-21T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:20:50.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Sweet-T and he's Daddy's Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNaaFPrYjGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/myk-z1Lgcgg/s1600-h/sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNaaFPrYjGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/myk-z1Lgcgg/s320/sw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248551830645410914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time for everyone to say Hello to daddy's big boy Sweet-T! Sorry, but I had to laugh at his name a little bit, he's so manly but how come daddy came up with the name Sweet-T? I will have to speak to daddy about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's been taking care of Sweet-T from work. There is where daddy first met Sweet-T years ago. But he was a very timid and shy cat at first. Daddy told us that he hiss a lot and would not come near daddy. But daddy is very persistent and just a few days ago, daddy manage to take some pics of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNabY9tFLII/AAAAAAAAAPE/MoN4QBcSsWk/s1600-h/swee-t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNabY9tFLII/AAAAAAAAAPE/MoN4QBcSsWk/s320/swee-t2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248553268929703042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, Sweet-T is actually a softie actually! I know that my kind looks tough on the outside but inside, we are all marshmallows! I haven't the chance to meet Sweet-T but I would love to hear his stories. You see, he is Grandpa cat actually, daddy said he must be over 10 years old and being an outside cat, I am sure he has many encounters and tales to share with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said that Sweet-T is living outside on his own and that he is a very brave cat. Well, I have never lived on my own and I don't think I can do it. Someone must have abandoned him long time ago and luckily, he is a wise cat and now that he has found daddy, he will be taken care of very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNacU2zYtGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/orTmdvpWRMU/s1600-h/swee-t7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNacU2zYtGI/AAAAAAAAAPM/orTmdvpWRMU/s320/swee-t7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248554297869251682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, Sweet-T is very different from me. He doesn't have stripes at all and he is black and&lt;br /&gt;white. Daddy&lt;br /&gt;said that although Sweet-T is a stray cat, he takes very good care of himself. He has soft white fluffy coat and he grooms himself well. Hmmm...I wanted to ask if Sweet-T has any fleas because that will make him very uncomfortable. Since Daddy said that he is very clean, I guess not then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel very sad for Sweet-T because he has no home to go back to when he is tired. He sleeps on the street somewhere and daddy can't bring him home. He is too used to living outside and is very afraid of other human, aside from daddy whom he adores.  It took daddy a long long time to get Sweet-T to trust daddy. I think some human are really bad apples. How can they love you for a certain period of time and then just treat you like trash later on. My heart really goes out to all the cats who are left alone and abandoned.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNadJn74gCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/uiiocpVGQGc/s1600-h/swee-t6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNadJn74gCI/AAAAAAAAAPU/uiiocpVGQGc/s320/swee-t6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248555204411424802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to meet Sweet-T one day. For now, I will just listen to daddy's stories and hope that every night, Sweet-T will have a nice cozy place to sleep and be sheltered from harm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3738404201156015823?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3738404201156015823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3738404201156015823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3738404201156015823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3738404201156015823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-sweet-t-and-hes-daddys-boy.html' title='This is Sweet-T and he&apos;s Daddy&apos;s Boy!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNaaFPrYjGI/AAAAAAAAAOs/myk-z1Lgcgg/s72-c/sw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3010043481590497675</id><published>2008-09-19T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:10:50.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom! What have you done to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/yearbookyourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/yearbookyourself.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/myYearbookPhoto-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3010043481590497675?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3010043481590497675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3010043481590497675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3010043481590497675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3010043481590497675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/09/mom-what-have-you-done-to-me.html' title='Mom! What have you done to me?'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/Yearbook/th_myYearbookPhoto-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-2777239381892230914</id><published>2008-09-18T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:59:37.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The HandyCat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What will a cat do with a toolbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLo3O8rdjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JfcO40S8JBk/s1600-h/IMG_3697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLo3O8rdjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JfcO40S8JBk/s400/IMG_3697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512551443101234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLoxmihE0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fct86kAScGY/s1600-h/IMG_3695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLoxmihE0I/AAAAAAAAAN8/fct86kAScGY/s400/IMG_3695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512454696604482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLohRThJuI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZjzWVOKqKVE/s1600-h/IMG_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLohRThJuI/AAAAAAAAANs/ZjzWVOKqKVE/s400/IMG_3696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512174118643426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLoruJyHtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QfnsgW2ZtTg/s1600-h/IMG_3698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLoruJyHtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QfnsgW2ZtTg/s400/IMG_3698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512353661132498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLpJBdzOyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8sjlsUMpyvI/s1600-h/IMG_3681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLpJBdzOyI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8sjlsUMpyvI/s400/IMG_3681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512857061571362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLpOUaGCzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3SnIq8yr4MA/s1600-h/IMG_3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLpOUaGCzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3SnIq8yr4MA/s400/IMG_3686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247512948045646642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is what happen when you gave a cat access to the toolbox!&lt;br /&gt;Ransacked the kitchen closet!!&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to stress that a huge pile of plastic bag is playground nirvana. I promise not to clean up until you allow me at least a week playing in this pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-2777239381892230914?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/2777239381892230914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=2777239381892230914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/2777239381892230914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/2777239381892230914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/09/handycat.html' title='The HandyCat!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SNLo3O8rdjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JfcO40S8JBk/s72-c/IMG_3697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3234371265262032561</id><published>2008-09-17T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T13:33:36.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Monsters! Slimey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/11%20months/IMG_3618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/11%20months/IMG_3618.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuahahahahahha!!! That is a most unflattering picture of me and mommy had to put it up for all to see. But in this pic, you can see clearly my plush belly fur, which has all grown back in and I no longer have to feel half naked at all times! The spay episode is now all behind me and I am as fit as ever. Judging from my size now, you can be sure that I am feeling superb and running my household the way it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, we had a hairball attack. It's all due to mommy running empty on my delish hairball treats. Now, that got me and mommy thinking if that hairball treat is a miracle or a curse. Or was it merely coincident that the week I miss my treat, the hairball monster came out and wreck havoc. Anyway, I don't really want to talk about that embarrassing hacking episode but mommy felt that it's one of those things that you just can't hide from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mommy heard me hacking and coughing and she was in a worse predicament than me. I just wanted to get the hairball outta me but she was clucthing her chest as if her heart will just pop out had she not hold on to it dearly. After a few split seconds, the slimy monster made its exit. Phew! What a relief for me but for mommy, it's one of those yuckiest things she has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a cat is not a bed or roses really. Hairball is one of those things that makes being a cat a real pain in the bum. Now that mommy finally went out and stock up on a dozen packages of my hairball treat, I sure hope the monster will exit via the backdoor from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And talking about a monster, I've got a really awesome video to share. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da87fa43800bff5c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda87fa43800bff5c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80D6561965AB229A936C4BFE1E7AA0CABC84FE1B.5A78F9BF15B2B0BF763E648159F86D4FBA8BAD11%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda87fa43800bff5c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D96w7TqSpc6TXEaXAdAK2anm6a4k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda87fa43800bff5c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329909697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80D6561965AB229A936C4BFE1E7AA0CABC84FE1B.5A78F9BF15B2B0BF763E648159F86D4FBA8BAD11%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda87fa43800bff5c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D96w7TqSpc6TXEaXAdAK2anm6a4k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3234371265262032561?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da87fa43800bff5c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3234371265262032561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3234371265262032561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3234371265262032561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3234371265262032561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-about-monsters-slimey.html' title='All about Monsters! Slimey!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i273.photobucket.com/albums/jj204/lucybellenyc/11%20months/th_IMG_3618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-4931898467250929836</id><published>2008-08-06T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:25:22.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-da!! Now you see me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SJoGbiPpCRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/x4BaHQ7RmEA/s1600-h/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SJoGbiPpCRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/x4BaHQ7RmEA/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231500987262896402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiya!! It's been long overdue ... my updates I meant. It's all mommy's fault.. I have no idea what she's thinking really, she is always so busy with her work and she wouldn't have helped me update if not for my super paw swipe attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was at the vet, it was because mommy thought something is very wrong with my breathing. Luckily, the doc gave me a clean bill of health. She is always so careful with me. Can't blame her really. We have both been through a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hot, and I have been taking a lot of catnaps. Mommy didn't want me turn in that notorious 44lb cat from Jersey so she has been trying to get me to play.  I mean, I would love to, but playing alone is not much fun. Mommy is always doing her own stuffs and sometimes, I had to just literally shove my butt onto her face before she would even acknowledge that I need my play time. I know she didn't do that on purpose, ignoring me that is, but lately, I really feel like being left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, to everyone else who has been emailing me asking about how I am, don't you worry ok. I am doing well now and I know where to go when nature calls. Mommy said I've been peeing a lot and her litter expenses are increasing. I mean, that's what we are both hoping for right? Just yesterday, Petco delivered litter to mommy and it came in two huge boxes! Whoa...BOXES! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-4931898467250929836?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/4931898467250929836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=4931898467250929836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4931898467250929836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4931898467250929836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/08/ta-da-now-you-see-me.html' title='Ta-da!! Now you see me!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SJoGbiPpCRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/x4BaHQ7RmEA/s72-c/IMG_3532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8439605879361958988</id><published>2008-05-22T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:00:26.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times of Trial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SDX2fsVc_MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f7AqVC7uRqA/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SDX2fsVc_MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f7AqVC7uRqA/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203335968833993922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since my last post, Lucy Belle's condition has not improved and has gotten even more alarming. The most important thing is we changed vet as the old vet is simply too incompetent, bordering on malpractice. She is now being taken care by a team of Feline Exclusive Veterinarians and I am glad that they are dedicated professionals who are pursuing aggressively to diagnose her condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial diagnosis was FLUTD and she was given the antibiotic Clamavox - 2 weeks course. The first culture result came back negative.  She did well during the course of her medication and the week and a half after. All of a sudden, her condition worsen yesterday morning. She had blood oozing out from her vulva. I only notice the blood stains on my bedsheet and had no idea initially where she was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed her to the vet again and this time, when a cysto was performed, all I could see was blood. Even when the vet tried to feel her bladder, she expelled blood from her urethra. I got the scare of my life. The vet mentioned the possibility of stumped pyometra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stump pyometra is a serious health condition that may occur in bitches that underwent Ovariohysterectomy (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neutering" title="Neutering"&gt;spaying&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;). In this condition, the remaining stump of the resected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uterus" title="Uterus"&gt;Uterus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; becomes infected and filled with a purulent fluid. The symptoms are similar to those of true pyometra. The risk of this condition is significantly reduced if no uterine or ovarian tissue remains from the original ovariohysterectomy. Diagnosis of a stump pyometra may be challenging as pyometra is often discounted as a possibility if the bitch has been previously spayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyometra"&gt;wikepedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an extremely rare condition but she is not willing to rule out any possibilities. I've had terrible feeling that her spay surgery didn't go too well. She was a happy and healthy kitten before this procedure and afterwards, everything started heading downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another round of tests and I am waiting for the results. She is resting at home and I only pray that she is not in terrible pain. The vet prescribe Orbax as precautionary measures as we still have not gotten to the root of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeny at TDK wrote this beautiful prayer which really comforted me:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="post"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear God of love, who created Lucy Belle and brought her to tuttibella, you see and know all things. You see this precious kitten who means the world to her mother and means so much to all of us here. Heal your blessed creation. Cure the illness in her little body. Guide the doctor who is helping her. Send strength and wholeness coursing through her. Let that which must be done to help her be successful, and grant her a long, happy life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give the comfort that only you can provide to tuttibella. Her heart is breaking. Have mercy on her; give her rest and assurance that her little one will be well. Help her as she does for her baby that which needs to be done. Provide all that she needs to see Lucy Belle through this crisis.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give your help also to all who love Lucy Belle at a distance. Help us to cope when we don't know what's happening, and remind us that you are right there with Lucy Belle and tuttibella. Take control of this situation, and bring wholeness to us all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8439605879361958988?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8439605879361958988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8439605879361958988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8439605879361958988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8439605879361958988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/05/times-of-trial.html' title='Times of Trial'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/SDX2fsVc_MI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f7AqVC7uRqA/s72-c/IMG_1026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1817709528356246259</id><published>2008-04-23T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:48:48.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Under The Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/5750/img0960gq7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/5750/img0960gq7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Belle is recuperating so as her mommy, I will take over her blog for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She underwent her spay surgery on April 17 and initially everything went on well. I brought her home the same day and within 2 days, she has started licking her sutures. Her incision site were a little swollen and infected. Had to get her back to the vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now wearing a collar and is not happy with it at all. Just yesterday, she gave me another scare. She urinated in the bathtub and she has never done such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mortified to find traces of blood in her urine and hurried her to the vet yet again. Since coming back from her spay surgery, she has been back to the vet twice. *Sigh!* A procedure called a cystocentesis was performed, in which a needle was placed in her abdomen into her urinary bladder to obtain a sterile urine sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A urinalysis and culture sensitivity test will be performed and we would have to wait a few days to obtain the result. She is currently not on any kind of medicine as the vet has suggested that we wait for the test result to better determine the course of treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so traumatized by her experience. I can imagine how unhappy she is with everything that's been going on lately. I have to praise her for being such a strong girl. At her vet visits, she was calm and composed and very cooperative. Even the vet and her staffs said that she has a really outstanding personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still have difficulties urinating but the good news is, she is not avoiding her litter box. I sincerely believe that her action in the bathtub was her way of telling me she needed help. Had she not urinated in the white tub, I'd never have found out this early. I have been monitoring her and she still couldn't pass urine normally. I only hope that she is not in pain, discomfort maybe, since she has not been growling or crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stitches will be removed tomorrow and we are also expecting her urinalysis result. The culture sensitivity test result is due on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very difficult for me to see her this way. She loves to climb and jump, pounce and stalk, basically, everything that a healthy kitten would engage it. Since last week, she is more subdue and weak. She still attempted to climb her cat tree and jump on sofas, but due to her condition, she could not.  I sincerely hope that this would pass as soon as possible so I can have my bouncy baby girl back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1817709528356246259?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1817709528356246259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1817709528356246259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1817709528356246259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1817709528356246259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/feeling-under-weather.html' title='Feeling Under The Weather'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8824501799757373707</id><published>2008-04-09T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:44:32.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R_17Ea-S3dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XnzYuyT6Ak8/s1600-h/IMG_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R_17Ea-S3dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XnzYuyT6Ak8/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187437661690977746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello! It's been more than a month since I last updated. I am sorry for not keeping up with everyone. You see, I have been taking good care of mommy, who has been a little bit sick. She needs me to be there for her and I sure did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured, I have been a very good girl. Mommy have some good news for everyone at The Daily Kitten. She is NOT allergic to ME! She is so relieved when the test result came out NEG, and I am also extremely, extremely happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, mommy still have some difficulty breathing and she's taking some meds to help her feel better. Poor mommy, I wish there is more that I could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good people at TDK are simply awesome! They were really worried about me when mommy didn't update my tummy troubles. I am doing really good now, eating and playing like before. I just got some bad allergic reaction to certain brand of food and mommy swear never to let me eat them again! Bad FOOD ... Then, mommy got some serious scare because she developed some bad allergies and breathing difficulties. She had to use an inhaler when her attack becomes too overbearing. The doc told her that she might be allergic to my kind. Boo! She was so upset with the news and couldn't sleep for nights. Poor mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the test came back negative, I sure hope mommy can feel better. She was so scared that she had to give me up because her doc did tell her that one way to reduce those attacks is to send me away. Bad bad doctor! Shouldn't have said that to mommy before getting the test results. Scared me and mommy to our tails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think I am a little bit more chatty nowadays. I wasn't very vocal before but these days, I felt compelled to share in conversations, just letting everyone know what I have to say about certain things. Mommy loves it when I respond to her when she talks to me. She thinks I am a better listener than you know who. She loves telling me stories and also things that she couldn't tell anyone else. I have the privilege of being her secret keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, yeah, I am allowed in the long hallway now. What a blast! I am normally forbidden to enter the zone. And I always hesitated a little to set my paws down the hall. Anyway, mommy told me that it's ok to explore a little further from my home turf. I was really cautious of the new area but the more I bring myself to investigate the long hallway, to use my incredible sense of smell to explore the *unpawed* area, the more I realize it's not that scary at all. I get plenty of exercise running up and down the hallway, chasing after furry mice and noisy balls. Thanks mommy for letting me play there. Of course, mommy always kept a watchful eye on me, lest I wander too far or hurt myself in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to write more often like before, now that mommy is up and running again. So, see you all soon. Lots of kisses from me to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8824501799757373707?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8824501799757373707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8824501799757373707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8824501799757373707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8824501799757373707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-miss-everyone.html' title='I Miss Everyone!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R_17Ea-S3dI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XnzYuyT6Ak8/s72-c/IMG_0747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6691276800715796153</id><published>2008-03-03T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:05:42.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I really grow in my sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xDa1_dhhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pEywd89NWM4/s1600-h/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xDa1_dhhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pEywd89NWM4/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173584200390772242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few weeks ago, I weighed 6lbs and this morning, I have gained another pound. That makes me 7lbs of thunder and I am only 5 months old. I am unable to tell you how big my furmommy is but according to some, she is one hefty lady. So, if genetics play a role in my growth, I foresee me being a really big kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have said that babies grow in their sleep. So, do kitties grow in their sleep too? I believe so. Mommy believe it even more! Every time I wake up after a nap, mommy realized that I have grown a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have I grown physically, but mentally, I think I am getting smarter. Haha .. I know, I am singing my own praises but it's true. Let me give you an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say your favorite ball has been tossed into a hammock. A least likely scenario unless your human has strange playing manners like my mommy. Anyway, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A. Fish out the ball with your front paws while standing on your hind legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B. Jump into the hammock and attempt to get yourself AND the ball out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C. Swing the hammock side to side until the ball falls out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;D. Ignore the hammock and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart kitties, my choice would be D. What? Give up so easily?&lt;br /&gt;Of course not! Smart kitties knows exactly what they are doing. When you try desperately to get the ball out of the hammock, it only implies that you wanted the ball back badly. Your human will think it's fun to watch and we make  a fool out of ourself. So what if you manage to retrieve the ball, your human will most likely toss it back into the hammock and watch us *play*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, don't act like a dog, who always seems to have ants up their pants. Be cool and composed. Look at the hammock, then at *stare*your human. Hold your tail up high, and turn around (with poise of course!). And you know what will happen? Your human will be so confused and they will go take the ball out of the hammock and present it to you. TA_DA! You get the ball, you don't make a scenario and smart kitties, you'd better hang on to he ball like it's your life. Take it and HIDE it. But make sure you give your human plenty of purrs afterwards. Human take things too seriously sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xJVV_dhjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/K72GTMvVtVY/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xJVV_dhjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/K72GTMvVtVY/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173590702971258418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my new dish set. A little bit cliché don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, I love my new dish set. Stainless steel, smooth surface, elevated so I don't have to crouch anymore. Mommy is really considerate isn't she? I felt bad talking down about her kind just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, I have a funny story to tell as well! Ok, mommy went shopping and bought something. She took the thing out of the packaging and left the empty box on the couch. Here it is:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xLPl_dhlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OwJjJHSU2JY/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xLPl_dhlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OwJjJHSU2JY/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173592803210266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy came home and saw this lying on the couch. He took one look and smirked! Went looking for mommy, holding the package and said :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Honey, I can't wait to see it in action!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what was in the package? Don't think like daddy though.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6691276800715796153?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6691276800715796153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6691276800715796153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6691276800715796153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6691276800715796153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-i-really-grow-in-my-sleep.html' title='Do I really grow in my sleep?'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8xDa1_dhhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/pEywd89NWM4/s72-c/IMG_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1054702534393343278</id><published>2008-03-01T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T07:26:46.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy Belle Loves To Play - Can't you tell? &gt;..&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk5XCwuPwRs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sk5XCwuPwRs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFjPlyZ6nH8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yFjPlyZ6nH8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Itjx6ercAPA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Itjx6ercAPA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1054702534393343278?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1054702534393343278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1054702534393343278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1054702534393343278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1054702534393343278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/03/lucy-belle-loves-to-play-cant-you-tell.html' title='Lucy Belle Loves To Play - Can&apos;t you tell? &gt;..&lt;'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8931829933319049249</id><published>2008-02-29T14:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:23:23.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES! Sleepy .. yes, so sleepy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy insisted on sharing these pictures with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was too sleepy to realized that I was a willing model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken after our elaborate grooming session. Mommy really gave me a good clean wipe everywhere and since I agreed to it, she even managed to clip all my nails. She brushed me all over, clean my ears, eyes and my little nose. All at one go. She was so amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDvV_dheI/AAAAAAAAAHY/97PQmtTck0U/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDvV_dheI/AAAAAAAAAHY/97PQmtTck0U/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172529021415425506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDv1_dhfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Yl3q7833AAk/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDv1_dhfI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Yl3q7833AAk/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172529030005360114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDwF_dhgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y5sxDpRxL08/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Sleepy .. yes, so sleepy...'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8iDvV_dheI/AAAAAAAAAHY/97PQmtTck0U/s72-c/IMG_0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-5513235699003483151</id><published>2008-02-27T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T07:31:46.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm..... B-O-N-E-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8V9vOSHVcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/przyVnbh__c/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8V9vOSHVcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/przyVnbh__c/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171677997346280898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up earlier than usual this morning. Mommy and daddy were still sleeping, snoozing away such a beautiful morning. What a waste! I dashed towards the window to look at some fast flying birds. I wonder if I they would drop by and say hello. They seems to be in such a hurry all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind feels so good against my face and my whiskers were twitching and fanning away, trying to feel as much fresh wind as I could. There's some kind of construction going on across the street and the tools go *Ngeeee.........katcha...ngeeee....katcha...katcha ...* I don't like the noise at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breakfast is not ready yet. So, I just scoot around the kitchen trying to figure out what will it be today. And then, there, hidden in a corner of the cabinet. Something stood out. I took a sniff and ummm .... smells great. At the same time, my tummy betrayed me and I felt it roaring. I know I am not supposed to eat off the floor but this forbidden thing is just too tempting. Argh .. I can't resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly and cautiously, I proceeded towards it. I don't want to scare it away. Then, with one swipe of my paw, I got hold of it! What a strange looking object. It's a little thick in the middle, forked out in two ways and boy does it smell wonderful. Without much thought, I sank my teeth into it and *ack* it's so hard. So, I spit it hard and swipe it a couple of times across the floor. I must've made a lot of noise because that is when I heard mommy yelled *practically on top of her lugs* *NOOOOOOOOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I ran for my life, abandoning the *bone* - as mommy called it. I hid behind the couch, a little but startled but at the same time, felt really good for being so mischievous. I heard a really loud familiar noise coming from the kitchen and that is when I know my fun has ended. The monster vacuum cleaner is now out from its hiding place and gorging away whatever is left on the kitchen floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to eating my Duck with Green Pea for breakfast. Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-5513235699003483151?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/5513235699003483151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=5513235699003483151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5513235699003483151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5513235699003483151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/ummm-b-o-n-e-s.html' title='Ummm..... B-O-N-E-S'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8V9vOSHVcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/przyVnbh__c/s72-c/IMG_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3094519976372095074</id><published>2008-02-24T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:49:17.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Litter Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8Hty-SHVVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aej81_pg17Q/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8Hty-SHVVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aej81_pg17Q/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170675307166258514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a new litter box! Mommy decided to replace my old litter box since I've outgrown it.  I can't fit into my old box and has  difficulty moving about. Time really flies, mommy lamented. It was not too long ago that the litter box appears too big for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My litter box habit is a little peculiar - I'd stand up to that. I love to dig a lot before I do my business  and I love to pile the litter up high after I am done. Mommy thinks I am a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my old pretty pink litter box:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HumeSHVWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-U3kzlpk9nk/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HumeSHVWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-U3kzlpk9nk/s320/pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170676191929521506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here's my new Petmate Deluxe Hooded Litter Pan Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8Hw8OSHVYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E-Io7jWn-Yo/s1600-h/pet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8Hw8OSHVYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E-Io7jWn-Yo/s320/pet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170678764614931842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as pretty as my old one but it gives me plenty of room. Of course, mommy has to remove the clear door because I won't go in there otherwise. It also has a Zeolite filter to help absorb poop smell, not that there's anything wrong with my poop anyway. Humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is wondering what she should do with my old litter box. Do you think she can donate it to the shelter? Mommy will find a way I hope since I hate to see it go wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that I actually have to litter boxes? I normally pee in one and poop in another. Here's the other litter box I have:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HyQeSHVZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KmhRr_qcPwY/s1600-h/ness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 269px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HyQeSHVZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KmhRr_qcPwY/s320/ness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170680212018910610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, what goes into my litter box? It's a mixture of World's Best Cat Litter and Nature's Miracle Odor Control Clumping Cat Litter of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HzKeSHVbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/i2UQyOlIC9E/s1600-h/miracle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HzKeSHVbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/i2UQyOlIC9E/s320/miracle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170681208451323314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HzKeSHVaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/txDMR8JyshY/s1600-h/best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8HzKeSHVaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/txDMR8JyshY/s320/best.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170681208451323298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think I have a wonderful life? Practically all my needs are well taken care of. I really love being where I am. *You are a sweetheart Lucy Belle* - mommy's been telling me countless times. I'm sure I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3094519976372095074?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3094519976372095074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3094519976372095074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3094519976372095074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3094519976372095074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-new-litter-box.html' title='My New Litter Box'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8Hty-SHVVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/aej81_pg17Q/s72-c/IMG_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-5129725186367749464</id><published>2008-02-24T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T11:05:43.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap and treats - Two of my favorite things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8GvQeSHVII/AAAAAAAAADw/dr0q3Otwq8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8GvQeSHVII/AAAAAAAAADw/dr0q3Otwq8Y/s320/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170606544739849346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love taking naps and there is not one place at home that I won't nap in. See this picture here. That is really a most unlikely place to take a nap in because that is actually the cover of my Sleepypod. Mommy made a nice comfty bed out of my Sleepypod but instead, I choose to retire on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says I can't nap next to my litter box? Well, I do and also on piles of dirty laundry and most of all, dirty socks. Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about on the dining chair, which is tucked neatly under the dining table? My most private space to nap and mommy have no idea until she accidentally found me one day. The printer is also a good place especially when mommy is printing never ending pages of her manuscript! Good vibrations baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget, the toilet seat cover of course. It has it's own plush carpeting with beautiful embroidery, it's elevated and just the right size for me to curl up. Mommy hates it when she has to go and find me snoozing. She doesn't have the heart to wake me so she just pray that her bladder will not betray her or my nap is shorter than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy weighed me a couple of days ago and guess what? I am 6lbs now. Wohahahaha....and people have been whispering behind my back that I've got plenty of meat on my bones. I will have to thank mommy for my healthy growth. She's been feeding me only the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some achievements to boasts today. Mommy has suggested that I try out some neat tricks and she mentioned that since I am such a smart kitty, I can easily do them. Of course, some yummy treats won't do any harm either. I've already learnt my beautiful name and will go to mommy when she calls. I will also *SIT*, *GIMME 5*, *PAW SHAKE* and now mommy is suggesting that I do *STAND UP*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8GyZeSHVJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b1s4msEHoOs/s1600-h/prod_1906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 232px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8GyZeSHVJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/b1s4msEHoOs/s320/prod_1906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170609997893555346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G13uSHVNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YDKXYpdbXRc/s1600-h/defurrumtreats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 239px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G13uSHVNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YDKXYpdbXRc/s320/defurrumtreats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170613816119481554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh yeah, fellow kitties, have you tried the MC Milky Flakeums Kittens Treats? I totally love it! It helps promotes healthy teeth and strong bones! For preventing hairballs, (yucky!), mommy gave me Defurr-UM once a day. Makes my coat shiny and I don't shed much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other treats which got me going:-&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G0L-SHVKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HCGk-e6LXZQ/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 222px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G0L-SHVKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HCGk-e6LXZQ/s320/300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170611964988576930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Pity The Kitties Alaskan Salmon Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G-t-SHVRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GaiI6b3jY1E/s1600-h/303177301_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G-t-SHVRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GaiI6b3jY1E/s320/303177301_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170623544220407058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catswell VitaKitty Chicken Breast Cat Treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G1JOSHVLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PTKYfPeshxI/s1600-h/zuke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 205px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G1JOSHVLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PTKYfPeshxI/s320/zuke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170613017255564466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G1ReSHVMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GqYISzDt7eE/s1600-h/z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 203px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G1ReSHVMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GqYISzDt7eE/s320/z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170613158989485250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zuke's Natural Purrz Tender Chicken and Savory Salmon Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G69-SHVOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fG2FfR6v2yU/s1600-h/8776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G69-SHVOI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fG2FfR6v2yU/s320/8776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170619421051802850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organix Cat Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G7vuSHVPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/X_hfM6Oq-H4/s1600-h/whi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G7vuSHVPI/AAAAAAAAAEo/X_hfM6Oq-H4/s320/whi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170620275750294770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack 21 Pacific Whiting Bites Treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G8aeSHVQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fyC4drYn_yg/s1600-h/753.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 194px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8G8aeSHVQI/AAAAAAAAAEw/fyC4drYn_yg/s320/753.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170621010189702402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty Kaviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, I don't always get my treats except for my daily dose of Milky Flakeums and  Defurr-UM. Mommy only gives it to me sparingly, whenever we are learning to do new tricks or if I did something extra special. So, don't worry, I won't turn into a treat addict. I get all my nutritionally balanced meals on time.&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/6189646709176808520-5129725186367749464?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/5129725186367749464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=5129725186367749464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5129725186367749464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5129725186367749464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/02/nap-and-treats-two-of-my-favorite.html' title='Nap and treats - Two of my favorite things!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R8GvQeSHVII/AAAAAAAAADw/dr0q3Otwq8Y/s72-c/IMG_0203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1117518482716239789</id><published>2008-01-25T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:40:14.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyeh! I don't like it, I don't want it, so I won't eat it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q5ogIOvXI/AAAAAAAAADI/qlxq6zcxeig/s1600-h/P1100310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q5ogIOvXI/AAAAAAAAADI/qlxq6zcxeig/s320/P1100310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159640428576685426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 25th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, mommy says I've been a real pain lately. I am not eating my wet food and she has to throw away many cans of half open can food. Don't look at me mommy, my nose tells me that it's not tasty so I won't eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, she switched from free feeding me dry food to a scheduled feeding. I use to get dry food all day all night. Now, it's only once a day and she will leave it out for only half an hour. So now, I have to eat a lot of wet food which I really like in the beginning. I am not sure if not having dry food all day long makes me turn up my nose to the wet ones, but all I know is that sometimes, I won't eat what's being offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be the taste, the smell, the texture, I dunno! Sometimes, the food taste good to me, and now, most of the time, they don't! Mommy didn't like what I am doing so she set out the food for me with no other food choices. I still won't eat it if I don't like it. I went on without eating for half a day, freaked her out, so she changed my food to another brand, and all of a sudden, I am hungry again and will eat. But that doesn't mean that I like this food, because if given to me at another time, I WILL NOT EAT IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy finds my taste and preference changes daily and it's too difficult to keep up. Another thing which really bugs her is my not eating leftover food from the fridge. You see, mommy split the 3oz can into two feedings. If she is lucky, I will eat the first half. Then she'll store the other half in the fridge and offer it to me again at my next feeding. I won't eat the leftover. She let it warm up to room temperature of course but that doesn't really make any difference. She tried to trick me once, pretending to take the food out from my food cabinet instead of the fridge. HMPH! My nose can tell instantly if the food is fresh or otherwise. So off it goes to the dumpster. Nyeh, nyeh, nyeh. So much for tricking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, she realized that I am not only fussy, but pretty demanding too. She was cleaning my food dish, with uneaten food of course. Then, she scoop up some food which got splattered onto the mat. I went over to sniff her fingers and TA-DA, began licking it. She was taken aback, firstly because I am actually eating and secondly, she realized that I wanted to be HAND FED! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want me to get hungry, so she just went along and hand fed me. My, that does feel wonderful! So, now, mommy is feeling guilty for spoiling me so much and overindulging me. What can I say. I love the attention and being treated just like how a princess should be. *WINK*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1117518482716239789?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1117518482716239789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1117518482716239789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1117518482716239789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1117518482716239789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/nyeh-i-dont-like-it-i-dont-want-it-so-i.html' title='Nyeh! I don&apos;t like it, I don&apos;t want it, so I won&apos;t eat it!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q5ogIOvXI/AAAAAAAAADI/qlxq6zcxeig/s72-c/P1100310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3010803827972400809</id><published>2008-01-25T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:39:10.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Making breads", "treading the grapes", "fur massage",- "making biscuits", "making muffins", "pressy paws"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q4KgIOvVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pHHJYCSHN0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q4KgIOvVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pHHJYCSHN0Y/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159638813668982098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 23rd, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the name is, I have started to do it. I've never really take up kneading just until about 2 days ago. Mommy's been reading about this and wonders why I don't knead. Maybe she thought, because I am entirely hand raised, and have no knowledge of kneading my furmommy's teat to get the milk to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I was, on the bed with mommy, and I started pushing against her arm. It was a very small movement at the beginning and then it grew stronger and more efficient. And mommy went ... OOooOOOooo ... Lucy Belle, you are kneading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is supposed to be a good thing since mommy did not stop me from doing it at all. And now, whenever I settle in for a nap, I'll knead my blanket for a few minutes, purr, do a bit of grooming and zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I also tell you about my new cat tree. Simply PAWSOME! It measures 78" high with 2 perches, nine posts (sisal) and seven levels. And on top of that, it comes with a comfortable condo, which has now becomes my favorite napping place. I love climbing and jumping! And mommy's been telling me to scratch only the post when the needs come and I've been a very good girl so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q5MgIOvWI/AAAAAAAAADA/5rcGzBNwBTA/s1600-h/P1100332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q5MgIOvWI/AAAAAAAAADA/5rcGzBNwBTA/s320/P1100332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159639947540348258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;((My brand new cat tree))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of toys to play with, and a brand new cat tree, and yeah, daddy also got me an activity cube. Mommy thinks I am getting too spoilt but she can help herself. I am being a very good girl and rarely gets into trouble. I really love it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3010803827972400809?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3010803827972400809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3010803827972400809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3010803827972400809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3010803827972400809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/making-breads-treading-grapes-fur.html' title='&quot;Making breads&quot;, &quot;treading the grapes&quot;, &quot;fur massage&quot;,- &quot;making biscuits&quot;, &quot;making muffins&quot;, &quot;pressy paws&quot;'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q4KgIOvVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/pHHJYCSHN0Y/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3738788421188349628</id><published>2008-01-25T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:32:30.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Happy Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q3bQIOvTI/AAAAAAAAACo/K5ORU3kgPXs/s1600-h/P1100297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q3bQIOvTI/AAAAAAAAACo/K5ORU3kgPXs/s320/P1100297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159638001920163122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 10th, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was awarded CAT OF THE WEEK in my Group;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catster.com/group/==_4_the_love_of_cats_==-56"&gt;! ♥ =^..^= 4 The Love of Cats =^..^= ♥ !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for choosing me. What a great way to start the New Year. I am very happy and so is mommy, who was really over the top a weenie bit. Upon learning the good news, she was showering me with kisses and lots of belly rubs, which I am very fond of. She even went as far as baking me a virtual cake so I can share with everyone in my group. Now, isn't that so sweet of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q3owIOvUI/AAAAAAAAACw/kfljaNFU4bY/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q3owIOvUI/AAAAAAAAACw/kfljaNFU4bY/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159638233848397122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ((And this is my winning photo!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has also been writing to a lot of Pet Food company inquiring about their cat food. Since she has been learning more and more about commercial pet food and the details surrounding the huge Pet Food Recall of March 2007, she has been on a constant lookout in ensuring that the food she feeds me is safe. I am so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many companies replied back and offered me some of their very best food to sample. I would like to thank a few outstanding people here ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team from Canidae/Felidae (Very responsive to inquiries and helpful)&lt;br /&gt;Scott from Nature's Logic&lt;br /&gt;Mary from Lick Your Chops&lt;br /&gt;Kate from Royal Canin&lt;br /&gt;Nima from Artemis&lt;br /&gt;Shelly from Castor &amp;amp; Pollux (she is an absolute darling; provided mommy with lots of information and very helpful too)&lt;br /&gt;Susan from Wellness&lt;br /&gt;Kristi from Natural Balance&lt;br /&gt;CSR from Pet Promise (again, another wonderful company with lots of info how to gradually change a pet's diet)&lt;br /&gt;Pam from Diamondpet (Thanks Pam for taking the time to reply to all mommy email!)&lt;br /&gt;Emily from Stella and Chewys (Emily is one of the most helpful and gave reassurance that their pet food are tested consistently and the results posted online. And thanks so much for the belly rub too!)&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl from Eagle Pack&lt;br /&gt;Danielle from Holistic Blend&lt;br /&gt;Sue from Breeder's Choice&lt;br /&gt;Ward from Soujourner's Farm&lt;br /&gt;Jenna from The Honest Kitchen (Jenna is really a nice person to deal with. Very personable and sweet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy always believe that a good pet owner is someone who educates themself in pet nutrition and be on the constant lookout for the changes in the Pet Food industry. One has to be resourceful and proactive in seeking information and be able to separate truth from fiction in advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, my job is to provide mommy with plenty of affections and be a good companion to her. I think I got a pretty good deal here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seems to have a lot to write about today so must well go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially up to date with all my shots. Just came back from the vet for my last 3-1 booster and the rabies shot. My stool checked out fine, I am parasite/worms free. Doc said I am a beautiful girl with really long whiskers. He assured mommy that I am healthy and growing up just the way I supposed to. I now weigh 4lbs 6 oz and is getting heavier for mommy to tote around in my sleepypod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have my first close encounter with a dog today. Darn those smelly salivating dog. I was sitting quietly in my Sleepypod, waiting for my test results in the vet's office. Then this dog by the name of Poochie (name changed to protect the not so innocnent), which happens to be a Cocker Spaniel, came really close. She was already all hype up in the vets office, sniffing this other Terrier who was wearing a collar and looking oh so sad! Then Poochie came near my Sleepypod to check me out. Well, mind you, I've never seen a dog this up close before and my reaction was to HISS and give her a SWIPE with my PAW, all claws extended. This scared the loot out of Poochie and she went running to her human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have behaved better had I not just had three needles poked into me, one being this really long one for micro chipping. And the smell of rubbing alcohol on the spot bugs me to no end. So, Poochie, no harm meant at all, you just caught me at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has two house guests for the past month and they are really fun to be with! They feed me when mommy and daddy's not home and play with me. They got me a lion kitty from Animaland which I pounce and kick around. The lion kitty came with a birth certificate which named me as his guardian. Isn't that neat? Mommy think I am too small to be anyone's guardian though but if it says to on paper, I'll do my very best! I've been sleeping with Kitty and Bubbly but most morning, I woke up beside mommy. Wonder how that happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to really miss them when they are gone. I hope I can cope being alone at home all by myself again, although mommy is constantly worried about my well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I have a really good start this year and I wish that everyone is happy and healthy too. PAWS up and hold your TAIL high!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3738788421188349628?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3738788421188349628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3738788421188349628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3738788421188349628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3738788421188349628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/few-happy-thoughts.html' title='A Few Happy Thoughts...'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q3bQIOvTI/AAAAAAAAACo/K5ORU3kgPXs/s72-c/P1100297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-704627487881428003</id><published>2008-01-25T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:28:52.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Into Hyperdrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2-AIOvSI/AAAAAAAAACg/l0dHRcMkpUA/s1600-h/P1100258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2-AIOvSI/AAAAAAAAACg/l0dHRcMkpUA/s320/P1100258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159637499408989474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;January 2nd, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, here's to a happy and fury meow year to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy has been busy but today, she'll help me write my diary, which I have been pestering her to do almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something, I don't meow, I don't make a sound, unless I absolutely have to. I sprint into action because I believe action is louder than meows. My strong hind legs make thunderous sound whenever I sprint across the hall or chase my mommy's legs. Mommy has been meowing at me and I can't help but really laugh, not loudly of course. Mommy love to get on all fours and meow at me, ever since she saw that dang youtube video of a talkative oriental kitten. Jeez..cmmon, that kitten is such a whiner and meows at anything! Not me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have full access of the house now, no more silly cardboxes blocking my way. Woohoot! MEOW! Hahaha ... nah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said that I am well behaved enough to let me roam freely. The strangest thing is, when the boxes were there, I so wanted to know what's behind them. Now that the area is wide open, I barely give a sniff. Strange huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I been up to? Well, one thing which mommy is not really proud of is my hyperactive midnight behavior. I get into hyperdrive and zoom around the house like my distant cousin the cheetah. I chase my tail, acting stupid and growl, hiss, yowl, whatever. It drives mommy crazy. Well, I don't do this all night of course, maybe for a good few 10 minutes or so, before I use up all my energy and crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy don't seems to understand it at all. She play with me in the day, chase me around and I climb up and down the furniture, the book cases, the window still. So, she don't know how I behave so aggressively. I don't know either but I have been doing this for a few nights now and mommy threatened to place me back into my zip shut kennel if I don't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I sleep with mommy and daddy on the bed now, eventhough sometimes, I prefer to sleep UNDER instead of ON. But I really don't want to go sleep in the kennel so I have to make sure I stay really quiet at night and don't make so much noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if any of you do the same thing too. If you do, let me know why because I really want to be a good girl and let mommy and daddy have a good night sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-704627487881428003?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/704627487881428003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=704627487881428003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/704627487881428003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/704627487881428003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-into-hyperdrive.html' title='Going Into Hyperdrive'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2-AIOvSI/AAAAAAAAACg/l0dHRcMkpUA/s72-c/P1100258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-3140931651769631137</id><published>2008-01-25T19:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:27:38.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Round of Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2pgIOvQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TRlMCpQangk/s1600-h/P1100219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2pgIOvQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TRlMCpQangk/s320/P1100219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159637147221671170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 30th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the Vet again, as scheduled for my tests and immunizations. Mommy remembered the nurse telling her to bring along a stool sample so the good doc can check me for parasites - (btw, i hate tht word!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my appointment was in the evening, mommy was eagerly waiting for me to poop the whole day. She did however, have a backup poop from last night but she figured a fresh stool would be much better. It's so funny how mommy ran along me when I head to my litter box. It's weird having her staring at my (_|_) and waiting for something to come out. I tricked mommy twice actually. Just for fun. I didn't want to worry mommy so I went ahead and poop, exactly an hour before the appointment. Hah .. now, mommy has the freshest stool sample ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the vets office, I saw two funny looking creature there. One is called a miniature schnauzer, and the other a Pomeranian. The schnauzer is having some dental work done and I have no idea what's up with the Pomeranian .. who looks fidgety all the time. Since I am confined in my carrier, I couldn't get a good look at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's my turn, I just went into the examination room with mommy calmly. The vet said that I am such a big girl now, yeah! he remembers me. :) He told mommy about having some bloodwork done to check for Feline Aids/Leukemia. I didn't see what hit me until I sense some strong hands on my legs. Ouch! Doc thanked me for my blood but I was really freaked out! Phew .. that was totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for a while before the test results came in. And then the nice nurse lady to us that all is negative, even the stool sample. Yeah! That's really some good news. Even though my stool is negative for parasites, doc went ahead anyway with the Strongid Wormer. He stuck something onto the roof of my mouth and gulp gulp gulp I went. I can't tell you how it tastes like but it ruined my perfectly coiffed fur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came this really strange procedure. The vet assistant held me down, and the doc pinched my back and then suddenly, off I flew across the table! Doc told mom that that was the Feline 3 in 1 booster shot and I would need to get another in 3 weeks time. I didn't feel a thing since I was flying! Maybe that's the trick. Ingenious....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I am healthy and on the right track. Mommy mentioned to doc that I shake my head and scratch my ear quite a bit and worried that I might have ear mites. But the doc assured her that I am flea/earmite free. All I have is ear wax! So, he cleaned it for me. Now, I don't feel the need to shake my head and scratch my ear anymore. Thanks doc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't fear going to the vet at all. Mommy was so happy that I was very well behaved and just screamed a little, well, quite loudly she'd say, during the needle and blood procedure. Other than that, I didn't bite anyone, didn't try to jump or act restlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, I just felt so sleepy and sleep through the night. Mommy did wake me up once to feed me. I don't feel anything different and ate the same amount of food I normally do. It's just that, I felt that it was a long day and I need to catch up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am back to my usual self. But I think, I'd need to nap again. So, cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-3140931651769631137?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/3140931651769631137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=3140931651769631137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3140931651769631137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/3140931651769631137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-round-of-shots.html' title='First Round of Shots'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2pgIOvQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/TRlMCpQangk/s72-c/P1100219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-5158934676554801196</id><published>2008-01-25T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:25:51.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q12gIOvNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IIZ89pGgqKo/s1600-h/P1100160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q12gIOvNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IIZ89pGgqKo/s320/P1100160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159636271048342738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 28th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got me a new toy and it's huge! It's called a Kitty Kat Circus and mommy just unwrapped it for me yesterday. I love it. I can pounce and jump and leap and mommy said that daddy got this for me because I have been extremely nice. Daddy said the present is a reward for my good behavior and for using my litter box regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy got me a lot of toys but daddy's toy is the best. Sorry mommy, I love all your toys too but hehehe ... I think the Kitty Kat Circus is what I wanted to play with now. She got a bit upset when she threw me a fishy fun toy, which used to be my favorite and I didn't budge. Instead, I ran towards daddy's toy. I mean, it's new and exciting and I just want to explore more. So, don't worry mommy, after a few days, I'll come back for your toy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2IwIOvPI/AAAAAAAAACI/LD_NaHefHTw/s1600-h/kk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q2IwIOvPI/AAAAAAAAACI/LD_NaHefHTw/s320/kk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159636584580955378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge box of toy which mommy kept away from my sight. I don't know about you, but I think I have more toys than anyone else here. I spy something big and nice the other day, still in the box so maybe that's my real Christmas present. I'll be patient and be a good girl and when Christmas comes, I'll get to see what it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-5158934676554801196?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/5158934676554801196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=5158934676554801196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5158934676554801196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/5158934676554801196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/early-christmas-present.html' title='Early Christmas Present'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q12gIOvNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/IIZ89pGgqKo/s72-c/P1100160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-756173173176546227</id><published>2008-01-25T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:22:49.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1iQIOvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/PSzq9Cm6E9A/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1iQIOvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/PSzq9Cm6E9A/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159635923155991746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 26th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why did I title this entry the POOP but I can't think of anything else. You see, mommy came home from work today and saw my poop, IN THE LITTER BOX! She was so happy, she almost smothered me with kisses and belly rubs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's been training me to use the litter box for a week now and I still can't seems to go by myself. What I usually do is to find that spot behind the door and just go. Every time mommy catches me in position, she'll dash over and place me into the litter box. And that is how I go, but never on my own yet, until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a really big deal that I poop in the box. Don't you think it's strange that mommy picks me up whenever I am ready to go and place me in the box. Sometimes, my poop is almost out and she will run madly to make sure I go in the right place. Well, I just remembered what mommy told me and just did what she wanted me to do today. Just a little surprised by her reaction today. But, I felt really proud of myself and I am sure mommy feels the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um ... the second stage according to mommy, is to have me covering my poop. And I have this strange feeling about pooping and peeing in the same box so maybe mommy can get me a different box? Maybe a bigger one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-756173173176546227?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/756173173176546227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=756173173176546227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/756173173176546227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/756173173176546227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/poop.html' title='POOP'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1iQIOvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/PSzq9Cm6E9A/s72-c/IMG_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1981226697756829852</id><published>2008-01-25T19:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:21:20.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are we going mommy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1MAIOvLI/AAAAAAAAABo/alrxFyV4sHE/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1MAIOvLI/AAAAAAAAABo/alrxFyV4sHE/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159635540903902386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 22nd, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy got a HUGE package delivery yesterday and it has been sitting in the the living room for a whole day. I can smell something going on but mommy wouldn't let me peek inside. I wonder what that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being a little, nah, very curious, I roam around the box, round and round I go and I try my very best to sniff with my little nose. Hmmm... after circling the box, I decided that jumping onto the box might get me a better view. Not long after my exciting high jumping feat, I got admonished by mommy. No fun! She wouldn't let me near the box anymore and moved it away. C'mmon momma, let me see what's inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost completely forgot about the box since I was too occupied with finding alternate ways to cross to the other side of the room, which mommy and daddy seems to spend a lot of time in. Mommy has got this really strong fence and I cracked my head really hard and it's almost impossible to cross. But fear not, since I am getting stronger everyday, I am sure I will cross to the unknown site sooner or later. Watch out mommy and daddy, I'm heading your to your secret room soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where was I? Yeah, that box. I saw mommy taking out a really huge rounded object of of the box and placing it on the floor. Then, mommy brought it over to me. () () I rolled my eyes since I've never seen anything like this before. I sniffed a little and scratch it with my little paws. Hmmm ... the side is a little high so it's not easy to get inside, so mommy lifted me and place me into the soft cushion. I am a bit apprehensive really, but it's always good to check out something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q0lwIOvJI/AAAAAAAAABY/YWxenDnLYaw/s1600-h/sleepypod_dc_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q0lwIOvJI/AAAAAAAAABY/YWxenDnLYaw/s320/sleepypod_dc_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159634883773906066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy said it's all mine but I don't understand it at all. Anyway, mommy said this is my carrier and it's called a Sleepypod. Huh? Am I supposed to sleep in there now? What's wrong with my old bed and my kennel? Mommy placed my blanket inside the new pod and well, it's not that I am afraid of the new pod but I just like my old bed better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big news is that, mommy said, I will be traveling with her in this pod. Ah yes, how could I have forgotten! When I was much much smaller, mommy used to carry me to work with her in a little cardbox carrier, which I have totally outgrown by now. And then, the traveling stopped and I don't think much of it. So, am I traveling again mommy? I don't know if I remember the smell of cars, subways, buses and cabs but I sure would love to go on a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing inside the pod a little but I have not gotten used to it yet. Since mommy said we won't be on the road until next week, I should get used to the pod and learn to like it. I think I just might. It's a lovely pod, and it's huge so I can jump and climb and flip if I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1981226697756829852?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1981226697756829852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1981226697756829852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1981226697756829852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1981226697756829852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-are-we-going-mommy.html' title='Where are we going mommy?'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5q1MAIOvLI/AAAAAAAAABo/alrxFyV4sHE/s72-c/IMG_0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-8073656676572157187</id><published>2008-01-25T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:14:19.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzjwIOvGI/AAAAAAAAABA/NLWAyD9YQnc/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzjwIOvGI/AAAAAAAAABA/NLWAyD9YQnc/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159633749902539874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 12th, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really the best decision mommy ever made but she had to teach me to be independent. Mommy felt that she longer has to bring me to work since I can't stay quietly in my pet carrier, and has grown so much. I've been jumping and climbing and mommy felt it is much better for me if I stay how for the day. The last time I was at work with mommy, I managed to climbed out from my carrier and mommy almost left me at work! I sure don't want that to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is going to be difficult for me since I will miss mommy lots. However, mommy prepared everything for me so I can play and eat/drink all I want. I've learned to eat from the dish and drink water on my own so I guess I will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got fed in the morning and pee/poop. I am very much contended now so I will just take a nap, a long one I figure since I've eaten quite a bit. My tummy is full and I am really sleepy too. Maybe I won't even realize that mommy is not here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-8073656676572157187?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/8073656676572157187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=8073656676572157187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8073656676572157187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/8073656676572157187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone ....'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzjwIOvGI/AAAAAAAAABA/NLWAyD9YQnc/s72-c/IMG_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-4689648103779234604</id><published>2008-01-25T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:13:24.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it MY WAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzJwIOvFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r82YOPcst7g/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzJwIOvFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r82YOPcst7g/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159633303225941074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 9th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more about the weaning *process* and eating on my own which mommy seems to think is such a big deal. I'll most certainly give her a reality check in knowing that there is no such thing as *owning* a kitten - more the other way round .. ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's do a little track back here. Remember me telling the whole catster community that I want my bottle and I don't want to eat from a dish? Fuggedabouit! No more bottle for me .. if mommy serves me my food in a bottle, I'm gonna attack the nipple and chew on it into pieces. The nipple no longer sooth me and I would much rather be a big girl and do it MY WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, all that being said, I am eating on my own now. Of course, being just a little under 5 weeks old, my paws-mouth-body coordination is a little off. What do you expect? So, mommy has to place my little face directly onto the dish before I start chomping down. So, I get distracted after a while and run back to my nest. So, I place my front paws into the food dish and got em all dirty. So, I sniff around a lot. I am a KITTEN and that's what kitten is suppose to do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've also begin to learn the wonders of the water bowl. OooOOooo ... yeah, that's one of the best part after eating. I get to splish splash water all around mommy's carpeting, dunk my head and then shake off the water like KRAZY! Yowza!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another thing called the Litter Box. What in the world? Mommy's been religiously placing me into this pink box with strange stuffs in it. So unlike the plush carpeting or my fleece bed. Meh! Then, just like usual, she'll begin rubbing my belly and behind so I can pee/poo. Don't laugh .. yeah, I still can't go on my own. But who would want to when you have a grown up human being doing all the massaging until you eliminate? I think I am going to enjoy this privilege a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now where was I? Oh yeah, litter box training 101. I don't like being placed into the pink box and I don't like the feel of the litter under my paws. Since I've already mastered the art of climbing, that's what I do. I climbed, yanked, squirmed my way out. Mommy's very patient of course, being the loving furmommy she is. BUT, let me remind mommy that if and when I go, I'll do it MY WAY! Hahahahahaha ... I don't think that's a good idea and testing mommy patience is certainly something I dare not try but ... well .. I don't know .. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy insist on writing something here so ok, go ahead mommy. I promise I won't peek ... ((+.+))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Lucy Belle is an angel in disguise! LOL! She is one troublemaker and so highly energetic that she wears me off easily. It's a good thing that she is now starting to eat on her own, although she needs to be prompted and reminded to eat. She has also begin to drink water on her own. I am so proud of her achievement so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing which really concern me now is how to get her to get use to the litter box. I really thought that kittens her age should be already eliminating on her own but she just can't. Even placing her in the litterbox to help her go is a huge struggle since she is bigger now and so much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been gaining weight steadily and is now 20.9oz, which is perfect for kittens her age. Her stool is not fully formed but not watery either and the smell rivals my bf's used socks! I will be administrating Bene Bac to help ease her transition from soft to solid food and hopefully this will take care of the loose stool and awful stench.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-4689648103779234604?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/4689648103779234604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=4689648103779234604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4689648103779234604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/4689648103779234604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-did-it-my-way.html' title='I did it MY WAY!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qzJwIOvFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/r82YOPcst7g/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6170319147404345219</id><published>2008-01-25T19:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:11:00.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating On My Own?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyvgIOvEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/w6SVpNZAcnY/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyvgIOvEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/w6SVpNZAcnY/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159632852254374978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 2nd, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh! Mommy mentioned something about *WEANING* and I thought that must be some kind of new food or a new toy. But yesterday morning, when I awoke, and anticipating my bottle from mommy, there is none. Instead mommy place me on the floor with a lot of newspaper and sat me down. Mommy started by putting some stuffs on my mouth and I didn't know what to do so I just walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy carried me back to the same spot and started doing it all again, putting stuffs on my mouth. I tried to remove it and lick it away but WAIT .. it's yummy! So, I licked and licked some more and mommy then place some on her fingers and I kept on licking. Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, mommy dipped her fingers into a small dish. I just didn't know what to do so I just kept on licking mommy's fingers. Suddenly, I realized I wasn't licking mommy's fingers anymore but licking the same stuff from the dish. The stuffs, mommy called them my new food, covered my little nose when I dived into the dish and I sneezed and sneezed! Uh! BOO!~ I don't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go near the dish which made me messy. My paws are all sticky and I had to shake em real hard but still those food wouldn't budge. EEEKKKK~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, MOMMY! NO MORE! I don't want to eat from the dish! I want my BOTTLE! I want my BOTTLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy knew I didn't like it so she gave me back my bottle. Heheheh ... she tried again today but NO! I don't want it. I am not ready to lick on my own. I want to SUCK MY BOTTLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6170319147404345219?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6170319147404345219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6170319147404345219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6170319147404345219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6170319147404345219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/november-2nd-2007.html' title='Eating On My Own?'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyvgIOvEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/w6SVpNZAcnY/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-1856507590074116842</id><published>2008-01-25T19:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:08:46.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My milk tasted FUNNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyRQIOvDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/m4jo54N8KUE/s1600-h/wwut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyRQIOvDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/m4jo54N8KUE/s320/wwut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159632332563332146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 24th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy fed me this morning and umm..it tasted funny! I really liked it and sucked vigorously! Since I am three weeks old now, mommy began to feed me some semi solid kitten food. She mixed some EVO Kittten Food in a blender with my favorite KMR and warmed it for me. Yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy thinks it's about time I learn to use the litter box too! She hasn't figured out which one to get me but she is inclined to try World's Best Litter. I can't wait to set my little bum on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 11oz and starting to walk! I can walk a short distance before falling a little bit. Yesterday, I climbed on top of a paper roll and the thing went rolling! I freaked out! I don't think I want to try that again, now until I am older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-1856507590074116842?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/1856507590074116842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=1856507590074116842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1856507590074116842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/1856507590074116842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/october-24th-2007.html' title='My milk tasted FUNNY!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyRQIOvDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/m4jo54N8KUE/s72-c/wwut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-719116535211857766</id><published>2008-01-25T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:07:53.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am getting BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyCAIOvCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uTdGvR_jArY/s1600-h/ben_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyCAIOvCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uTdGvR_jArY/s320/ben_love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159632070570327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 21st, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy weighed me this morning and wow! I am now 8.9oz and I get very hungry and have been eating more! I surprised mommy when I drank about 20cc of milk at one feeding. YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poop is now more firmer and mommy says this is really good. I have been pooping very good too and mommy says cleaning up after me is more difficult now because I poo poo all over my back. Sorry mommy, I can't help it but I know that next week, I can start to poop and pee on my own. Mommy says that she will teach me how to use the litter box too. I am very eager to learn something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a car ride yesterday because mommy has to bring me to work with her. Mommy's colleagues all said that I am very adorable and they took turns to hold me. I am still a little bit scared with strangers. Mommy moved me to a different box and I didn't like it much at the beginning. I cried .. and mommy said I cried too much and my voice is getting coarse. My throats hurts a little too but after a while, I got used to my new box and made myself comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy bought me a new heat lamp and I really enjoy the warmth. Thank you mommy, now I can sleep better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-719116535211857766?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/719116535211857766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=719116535211857766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/719116535211857766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/719116535211857766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/october-21st-2007.html' title='I am getting BIG'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qyCAIOvCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/uTdGvR_jArY/s72-c/ben_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-7168889341076598346</id><published>2008-01-25T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:05:36.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Two Weeks Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qwjAIOvBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kNi_5FUJr2s/s1600-h/ben5db.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qwjAIOvBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kNi_5FUJr2s/s320/ben5db.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159630438482754578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be doing some trackback and will post diary entry from my catster page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 19th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! My name is Lucy Belle and I am two weeks old. Mommy found me in a basement when I was only 4 days old along with my two other siblings. My real mommy had passed away and that's when this mommy decided to bring me home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got home, I was really small. Mommy is so kind to me and kept me warm, fed and cleaned me. I have gained a lot of weight since then. Mommy just started keeping a record not too long ago and I managed to peek. Here's what mommy wrote:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 - 4.4oz (Umbilical Chord dropped off)&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 - 5.20z&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 - 5.2oz (Runny Stool Noted : Mixed Pedialyte with KMR to help curb dehydration)&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - 5.8oz (Gradually decreasing Pedialye and increasing KMR ratio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - 6.7oz (Back on regular strength KMR)&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - 6.8oz&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - 7.60z (Right eye fully opened! Left eye opened slightly - fully opened by the evening)&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - 7.9oz (First Vet Visit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit to the vet was a little scary for me but mommy was really excited to have me checked up so she can be sure that I am healthy. Initially, mommy thought that I am a BOY ... hehehe ... but the doc told mommy that I am a GIRL! She had named me Benjamin but since I am a girl, she gave me a beautiful name - Lucy Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet picked me up and did some examination. He opened my mouth and I was a little surprised and screamed! This got mommy startled and she was more nervous than me. I was struggling a little bit because I am not use to anyone else picking me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I was placed on a cool table and had my whole body checked. Doc combed my fur for fleas, check my ears for mites, and peek at me privies. That's when he told mommy that I am a girl. *Blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the most unexpected thing happened! Doc stick a thermometer into my back to get my temperature and I .... *pooped* right on the table. *Drooppppp*&lt;br /&gt;**BLUSH**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and the others have a good laugh at this but I was so embarressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc informed mommy that I am still to little for vaccinations and treatments so I have to go back after 5 weeks. He told mommy that I am healthy overall and that she did a good job taking care of me. One thing that mommy can improved on is keeping me warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the vet visit, mommy went to the store right away to buy me a heating lamp! She didn't want me to get sick because since I am still a little kitten, I need to be really warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back at home, I've been fed, cleaned and mommy rock me to sleep. I am so blessed to be here and I know that mommy loves me a lot. I will try my very best to make mommy proud and grow up healthy. Also, I love mommy a lot too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-7168889341076598346?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/7168889341076598346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=7168889341076598346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7168889341076598346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/7168889341076598346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/october-19th-2007.html' title='I am Two Weeks Old'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R5qwjAIOvBI/AAAAAAAAAAY/kNi_5FUJr2s/s72-c/ben5db.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-6072109161563262137</id><published>2008-01-17T09:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:46:41.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paws Up and Keep Your Tail High Kitties!</title><content type='html'>It's about time Lucy Belle gets her own blog, announced mommy loudly. I know the darnedest what a blog is but if it sounds good to mommy, I am all for it. So, here I am, trying to compose my thought and channel them to mommy, so she could help me establish a presence on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, this blog is all about me and my POV. I know my paws aren't for typing so my mommy will be doing all the labor, much to my relief. Humans are a wonderful breed, if you just manage to tap into their inner self and ignite that *love*, you're set for life. Although I have to admit, that, at 5 days old, I did little of that. The only thing I did was to show that I have a strong will to live, despite all the odds against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of my life is a little cloudy. Unlike all the pedigree snobs, I don't come with a certificate, legalizing me as the spawn of who and who. Heck, I'd be lucky to know that my real parents are both cats and I am not the hybrid of a cat and the alley rat. But rest assured, I have all cat like qualities which definitely place me in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Felis silvestris catus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;category&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Just don't count on me to hunt vermin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being my first post, I'll keep it short and sweet. Mommy promised to do regular updates and post lots of pictures. So, a huge HELLO to all as I introduce myself to blogosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a video mommy made for me ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O9ZaN6_9UQo&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O9ZaN6_9UQo&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-6072109161563262137?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/6072109161563262137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=6072109161563262137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6072109161563262137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/6072109161563262137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2008/01/paws-up-and-keep-your-tail-high-kitties.html' title='Paws Up and Keep Your Tail High Kitties!'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189646709176808520.post-482970555716770783</id><published>2007-11-05T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:39:08.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Spotlight Archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sleepypod.com/"&gt;Sleepypod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sleepypod.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/4465/podmr4.jpg" border="2" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Belle loves her sleepypod and gives this ultra comfortable carrier two paws up. Take out the top and it double as a nifty cat bed. Comes with an alternative heating pad which provides plenty of warmth during the cold winter months. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designpublic.com/shop/marmalade-pet-care/10094"&gt;Sweet Lounge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designpublic.com/shop/marmalade-pet-care/10094"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/126/12380dp2146402pg6.jpg" border="2" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet Lounge is a hit with my girl.&lt;br /&gt;-Cardboard corrugate provides appropriate materiality for scratching and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;-Ergonomic curves designed and scaled especially for use by cats.&lt;br /&gt;-Generous radius' of Sweet Lounge provides an elevated and extra large napping area.&lt;br /&gt;-Symmetrical design allows for reversibility.&lt;br /&gt;-Provides a long-term solution to scratching problems.&lt;br /&gt;-Made with ecologically friendly materials: 100% recyclable at the end of its lifecycle.&lt;br /&gt;-Made in the USA, non-toxic adhesives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petco.com/product/106337/Petlinks-System-Dream-Curl-Curvy-Two-Surface-Scratcher.aspx"&gt;Dreamcurl Scratcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petco.com/product/106337/Petlinks-System-Dream-Curl-Curvy-Two-Surface-Scratcher.aspx"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.moderncat.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dreamcurl.jpg" border="2" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smarter than the average floor scratcher, Dream Curl is made of both carpet and sisal surfaces in a unique S-shape for your kitty's scratching pleasure. Your cat will appreciate the variety of scratching surfaces and you'll love how it compliments your home's decor. With places climb, scratch, curl up and hide.. this scratcher will pique you cat's curiousity time and time again. Plus, a suspended toy adds to the appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesophisticatedcat.com/cat_furniture/kittypod.html/"&gt;Kittypod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesophisticatedcat.com/cat_furniture/kittypod.html"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/9520/newkittypod1785034.jpg" border="2" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created primarily using recycled materials the Kittypod is great for those who appreciate environmentally thoughtful design. The curved egg-shape pod creates an interior form-fitting bed for cats of all sizes. The texture of the corrugation provides a surface that is soft and breathes and is durable for scratching, making the Kittypod the absolute choice nesting spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caboodlecats.com"&gt;Caboodle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caboodlecats.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img16.imageshack.us/img16/3125/indexr2c33870173.jpg" border="2" width="115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caboodle Corrugated Habitats for Cats are spacious and durable condos that cats love to play, lounge and hide in. Made with thick, heavy gauge corrugated, Caboodle are sturdy three level condos with playful peek-a-boo holes, customizable interior passageways and contoured grooming edges that are irresistible to cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2007/11/product-spotlight-archives.html"&gt;Past Featured Product &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6189646709176808520-482970555716770783?l=lucybellenyc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/feeds/482970555716770783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189646709176808520&amp;postID=482970555716770783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/482970555716770783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189646709176808520/posts/default/482970555716770783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lucybellenyc.blogspot.com/2007/11/product-spotlight-archives.html' title='Product Spotlight Archives'/><author><name>Lucy Belle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537668438873531992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_E9UuuplFcNQ/R4-U8wsFzlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/xnb0aL3dw5M/S220/P1100208.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
