<?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-6053025846217527632</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:16:56.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Milky Way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-4818287913161637658</id><published>2011-09-20T17:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:42:48.615+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Above the fear of your mind, go for it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Live your dreams, it's not as hard as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;You gotta work to get the cream, on your hopes you must lean&lt;br /&gt;From your fears you have to wean yourself&lt;br /&gt;It's all or nothing, give your everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="555" height="40"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="555" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;songIDs=771416&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge apologies for the non-updated blog. Again. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since the last update. &lt;a href="http://xanyangel.blogspot.com"&gt;Linda and her dogs&lt;/a&gt; moved in with me, and there have been problems with basically everything there can be problems with. Not much between Linda and me in our friendship, but with everything official. Like, I still don't have a job and stuff. But we'll keep our heads above the water somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milka have gotten better and better at obedience. ♥ I'm still not completely satisfied with her heeling, but at least it's looking better than it did a few months ago. And when on topic; we cracked our first obedience competition two days ago! :) Our judge was Harri Laisi. The competition was held in Hollola (a town next to Lahti) and organized by Finnish Collie Club's subdivision of my area.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the video and under the video our results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="448" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k17O6dynhfI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit for examination: 9&lt;br /&gt;2 min group long down: 10&lt;br /&gt;Heeling on leash: 9&lt;br /&gt;Heeling off leash: 9&lt;br /&gt;Down out of motion: 0 (she sat down instead)&lt;br /&gt;Recall: 10&lt;br /&gt;Stand out of motion: 8&lt;br /&gt;High jump: 10 (love ♥)&lt;br /&gt;General impression: 9½&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total points 168½, NOV1, 1-result!! Wooooh! Well done, Milkyway! ♥ I'm still hungover about it! :D&lt;br /&gt;And the next competition: same place, prolly the same time, same judge, next sunday. Iiiih so excited. I don't know what to expect or if I should expect anything so I don't jinx it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://belgialainen.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Koirakavereita/Milka+ja+Hilva/6.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka heeling in August. &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today Milka participated in a breeding examination. The examination was held in Lahti and was organized by Finnish Collie Club.&lt;br /&gt;We got there pretty early, so we had plenty of time to watch the first participants (we were almost the last ones on the line there) and chat around with everyone. Me and &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt; were mostly just joking and sitting on our asses in one corner there. Suvi's smooth collie bitch Titja participated the examination aswell. Linda was there too without her dogs, but with her camera instead. She was photoshooting more or less randomly around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the results. The examination was judged by Jaana Hartus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 55cm &lt;br /&gt;Body length: 62cm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size: 1c) above average 55-56cm &lt;br /&gt;Height/length: 0.887 &lt;br /&gt;Structure type: 2a) fairly strong &lt;br /&gt;Gender: 1b) clear &lt;br /&gt;Bite: 1a) scissors bite and perfect, 2b) narrow canine spacing &lt;br /&gt;Teeth: 1a) full dentition&lt;br /&gt;Pigment: 1b) sufficient&lt;br /&gt;Wedge of head: 1a) good, 2b) fairly strong, 2d) slightly too much cheeks &lt;br /&gt;Stop: 1a) correct &lt;br /&gt;Skull: 2a) slightly round, strong furrow &lt;br /&gt;Muzzle: 1a) well rounded and smooth &lt;br /&gt;Lips: 1a) firm &lt;br /&gt;Under-jaw: 1a) fit &lt;br /&gt;Eyes: 1a) dark, 1c) middle size &lt;br /&gt;Ears: 1b) good earset, tips of the ears missing &lt;br /&gt;Neck: 1a) correct reach of the neck, 1b) well set, 1c) good spring of the neck &lt;br /&gt;Topline: 1a) straight, 1b) fixed and muscular, 1c) slightly curved towards the loin &lt;br /&gt;Back: 1b) long &lt;br /&gt;Loin: 1a) muscular and round, 2a) longish &lt;br /&gt;Pelvis: 1a) suitable lenght, 2a) slightly upright &lt;br /&gt;Tail: 1b) sufficient length, 1c) low tailset &lt;br /&gt;Angulations: 2a) sufficient and sound &lt;br /&gt;Front: 1b) muscular, 2a) straight upper arm, 2c) sufficient forechest &lt;br /&gt;Fore legs: 1a) straight, 1b) muscular, 1c) properly laid back pasterns &lt;br /&gt;Brisket: 1a) well-developed, 1b) suitable depth of chest &lt;br /&gt;Underline: 1a) normal &lt;br /&gt;Rear: 1a) muscular, 1b) wide, 1c) suitable angulation &lt;br /&gt;Hind legs: 1b) sufficiently cloddy hocks &lt;br /&gt;Paws: 1b) oval &lt;br /&gt;Movements sideways: 2a) shortish drive &lt;br /&gt;Front movements: 1a) good &lt;br /&gt;Hind movements: 1a) good &lt;br /&gt;Character: 2a) sufficiently confident &lt;br /&gt;Condition: 1b) normal, 2b) bold &lt;br /&gt;Coat: 1a) body hugging, 1b) suitable, 2b) sufficient &lt;br /&gt;Coat color: 1a) good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's a good result. Suvi handled Millie in the ring, because I was sure she'd be annoyingly shy of the judge again with me.. Well I guess she behaved at least a little bit better with Suvi, I didn't really see it because I caught into talking with the people there! But I'm still proud of My Little Pony-sized smoothie. ♥&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have any pics yet, I'll post them later in a new post. :) Instead I'll post a pic of Milka (on the left) with Noomi (Timonan Xanya Xanadu) and Aimo (Timonan Xandor Xanthes). They had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://collie.kuvat.fi/kuvat/07.09.2011+Aimo%2C+Lauri%2C+Milka+ja+Noomi/kolme.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;copy; Linda Toivonen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes the last part of the Ten Day Challenge! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating all the fucking time. And I have no self-control. Bad combo. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....... Point? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This video is hilarious. At least in my opinion it is. Poor Mimi-baby.&lt;br /&gt;...you really should watch it till the end. Really. It was some random piece of crap Milka ran away from, you can see the little dark dot rolling on the ground. I don't know for sure if it was literally crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="340" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ifHcyZthnVo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-4818287913161637658?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/4818287913161637658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/09/above-fear-of-your-mind-go-for-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/4818287913161637658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/4818287913161637658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/09/above-fear-of-your-mind-go-for-it.html' title='Above the fear of your mind, go for it.'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/k17O6dynhfI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-1895458380749040958</id><published>2011-07-25T22:34:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T13:44:48.164+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll give you all that I have to give and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Underneath the moon, underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little heart for you&lt;br /&gt;Up above the world, up above it all&lt;br /&gt;Here's a hand to hold on to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="555" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24534707&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="555" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24534707&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaallo hallo hallo. That got stuck in my head after watching a German Let's Play -video on Youtube. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3gMsWoMAAc"&gt;This one.&lt;/a&gt; I'm not a huge Mario fan myself, but my beloved Mike said that I might learn German from watching German Let's Plays. Iunno, I do understand a little. And I have played Mario when I was little, I played it with my mom on NES. I have no clue which Mario it was, or was it even NES. All I remember is a huge grey Nintendo box and primitive controllers. :D It might have been Super Nintendo too. No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is Anni and I am a nerdette. Or a nerdle. Up to you to decide. Admitting your fault is the first step of fixing it, right? Well, sucks to be you, I'm not even willing to fix it. I love nerding, I love videogames, I love playing. I love html+css coding.&lt;br /&gt;Online multiplayer games stress me quite a lot though. I always feel horrible when I'm just a noob and everyone else are like.. super pr0s. :D I feel like I'm ruining their game with my unskilled playing. And then I end up quitting the game in the middle and crying about my stupidness, even though I could just practise and get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing Portal 1 (finally!) here in Lappeenranta (been here for 3 weeks or so already). I played it through and loved the game, I wish I had the money to buy Portal 2. GLaDOS is just so super cool. She has black sense of humor, she's sarcastic, she's just so.. GLaDOS. Oh, thats a shorten from "Genetic Life and Disk Operating System". Oh and she's the main antagonist of the game. The very best villain ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldve liked to put some pics of Portal here but couldnt find any decent ones.. With legal copyrights. So you should just watch the trailers, the first one is Portal 1 and the second is Portal 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TluRVBhmf8w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tax4e4hBBZc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go and buy it. Both of them. They're awesome. I'm still waiting for my Portal 2 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN about my little &lt;s&gt;pony&lt;/s&gt; bow-wow. Milka have had so much fun in Lappeenranta! She can go outside whenever she wants (because she doesn't leave our yard) and we've been visiting our summer cottage, swimming, met friends.. Bleh, I'll give you pictures. "A picture is worth a thousand words", right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;So after Ruuti and Milka reunited happily we've been, for example..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Extempore%20photoshooting/DSC_9141.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..taking random pose pics on our pretty yard filled with clovers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Extempore%20photoshooting/DSC_9175.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing on our pretty yard with the frisbee I bought Milka last year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ball%20games/DSC_9739.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing ball games with my little brother Aatu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/This%20Brilliant%20Life/DSC_0479.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having tons of super fun with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/This%20Brilliant%20Life/DSC_0571.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been also jumping on our trampoline,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ella%20and%20Elvi%20visiting/DSC_0758.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Day%20of%20the%20Silly%20Kelpies/DSC_1220.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and going crazy with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Day%20of%20the%20Silly%20Kelpies/DSC_1632.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course taking pose pics. In this picture we have &lt;a href="http://dirtydoni.blogspot.com/"&gt;Doni&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.elvi-leijonamieli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elvi&lt;/a&gt; -kelpies.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trained a little obedience with Ella and Veera too. Milka was mostly awesome, just decided not to go down on motion.. Maybe it was the ground she didn't like; we were training on a school's P.E area, which has a hard sandish ground filled with little stones. My diva. Heeling was okay most of the time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda yadda obedience is still boring. Let's continue with the ten day challenge thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two smileys. I don't know about this? Can I just post a few pics I've found on tumblr?&lt;br /&gt;I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/helloaugust.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://orangeandkalamansi.tk/"&gt;orangeandkalamansi.tk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/hesmiles.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://strawberrytelle.tumblr.com/"&gt;Sweet Serendipity.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/sunnyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://missredaholic.tumblr.com/"&gt;Red is the new black.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/areyouhappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://dirtyacid.tumblr.com/"&gt;second star to the right&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/allweneedis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://mochacafe.info/"&gt;Mocha Café&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Baibai. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-1895458380749040958?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/1895458380749040958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-give-you-all-that-i-have-to-give.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1895458380749040958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1895458380749040958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-give-you-all-that-i-have-to-give.html' title='I&apos;ll give you all that I have to give and more'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TluRVBhmf8w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-5437001841270345685</id><published>2011-07-13T15:35:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:10:39.183+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Stars in our eyes 'cause we're having a good time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just give in, don't give up baby &lt;br /&gt;Open up your heart and your mind to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="555" height="40"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24510673&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="555" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;songIDs=24510673&amp;style=metal&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grooveshark! :0 ♥ It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Monday me and Milka took a train to Lappeenranta again. We really both enjoy this place! We have a beach on our own back yard, we can play and train on our own front yard and no one cares if Milka decides to be a little bit noisy.. :D Prolly mostly because of my dad's two Finnish Spitz males who are noisy as hell. But the voice using skillz kind of come with the breed so.. No can do. :D They're awesome anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ruuti%20chases%20ducks/DSC_8794.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka and Ruuti reunited happily!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is from Monday. &lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ruuti+chases+ducks/"&gt;Here you can find more pics&lt;/a&gt; of Ruuti and Milka reuniting and Ruuti chasing ducks. The poor thing doesn't really master the arts of swimming.. He just splashes around hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Extempore%20photoshooting/DSC_9148.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I had a sudden rush for photoshooting Mimi. &lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Extempore+photoshooting/"&gt;So this is what I got.&lt;/a&gt; She liked that frisbee too, even though when I bought it to her last year she couldn't care less about it. Weird. Oh and the pics of the new blog header are from tuesday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN. To a little bit more serious topic: ... training. I've been sooo lazy. And still I'm secretly dreaming of getting her a TK1 merit. Which you can get by scoring at least 160 points in an obedience trial's novice class. Her heeling is kind of.. On-Off. One day she does it perfectly, and the next she's like a mule. And she demands a treat somewhere she can either see it, or at least smell it. Were working on that. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Stays are quite perfect for Milka. Long down should be okay, laying down out of motion is a little unsure. She doesn't always lay down. Standing out of motion is pretty good, I trust her with it. Recall.. Well that's what we messed up last time. She wouldn't sit still, she just had to lay down when I told her "stay". Then I tried it at home and she was okay. Wonder why. The recalling itself is okay though - she neatly takes her place on my left side. Mommah so proud. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Jumps then.. It depends on her mood. She doesn't like jumping in first place, but does it for a treat and if I can boost her drive up. We'll still have to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it about training. New tricks - well yeah I did start teaching her to blow bubbles underwater but she's prolly forgotten that already due to the lack of repeating. Hahaha. But hey, we're on holidays! We're allowed a little laziness. :)&lt;br /&gt;And this is it about Milka. Here comes for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: I took some pics of myself some time ago. And uploaded them on facebook already. Here's my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269977_2051814109170_1659033804_32090040_2373950_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few more on my &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1329233285101.2046030.1659033804&amp;l=af77bc8946"&gt;FB folder&lt;/a&gt;. I've had huge issues with my nose. I had never liked it's profile, you see that little bump on it? That I haven't liked, but now I'm starting to feel okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;Same about my weight. A little. I still want to lose weight, which I have managed to do - 4 kilos down since Easter. And it's not the weight itself. Of course I want to be light and so but more than that I want to at least look thinner. Bleh. I really should start that zumba. Or at least have a card for gym.. Maybe I'll do that when I have a job so I can order an unlimited bus card, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's tuesday we headed to cinema with my friends.. and non-friends. Idk. Two of them are my friends for sure but the other two I felt quite distant with. Well, the other one of those have actually told me that she doesn't like me, and the other one I feel a bit paranoid with. Well, I don't know if it's only my paranoia, but I still feel like she doesn't like me either. And I felt like an outsider most of the time. Heh, that's what happens when you move out of the city, can't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we were watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2. Loved the movie - I'm not much of a critic. Some scenes were a bit dumb though, but other than that it was breathtakingly beautifully made. The scene with the white dragon got tears in my eyes. How could anyone do that to a being as beautiful as he is. The 19 years after (or something like that) scene was awfully made though lol. It was touching but.. It just didn't feel right! There was seriously something wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;But I liked the movie in general. Watched it in 3D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then for the ten day challenge crap again. I'll fill in days seven and eight.. These are hard again.. Mostly because I already listed eight ways to win my heart, which are basically the same as what I would list here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four turn offs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Constant whining and/or nagging, absolute pessimism, negative point of view with majority of things possible.. or impossible.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ignoring. I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Stupid, lame jokes that make me feel a shared sense of shame. Hard to describe what these are though.. Go on and try. I dare you. n_n&lt;br /&gt;4. Showing off as something you are not. For example, playing The Tough Guy when you're actually a good person inside. That's so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three turn ons:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Intelligence. I don't consider myself as the sharpest pencil in the box at all, but I still like intelligent people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a little weird. Weird is always good. As long as it doesn't harm anyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Smile. ♥ Smiles are always sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'll end this entry with. It turned out as a little bit angsty text but I'll defend it with me being super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;So happy I could die!&lt;/i&gt; ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-5437001841270345685?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/5437001841270345685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/07/stars-in-our-eyes-cause-were-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/5437001841270345685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/5437001841270345685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/07/stars-in-our-eyes-cause-were-having.html' title='Stars in our eyes &apos;cause we&apos;re having a good time'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-3968740979080445552</id><published>2011-06-29T09:19:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:17:53.507+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so high it's a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've got you, I'm never blue &lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and my wishes come true &lt;br /&gt;Need you so, you'll never know &lt;br /&gt;Come what may, it's a beautiful day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DJ Melodie - Beautiful Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="28" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qj_h7oWza0A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High on life. &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home, I'm back in Lahti. The feeling I got when I stepped out of the train and walked to downtown.. I was home. I love Helsinki now that I got to know a little tiny bit more of it, but Lahti is still my home - it has become more of a home to me in past 11 months than Lappeenranta has ever been to me. And I've lived in Lappeenranta for 15 years. Of course I love all my family and relatives and friends in Lappeenranta and I love going there and having bbq with my family and going to our summerhouse but.. It's still not Home. It's way too isolated, and I have most of my bad memories from that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm home and to celebrate the littlest things, I'm filling a fast dog picture challenge. Badly translated from Finnish to English for the small amount of non-finn readers. :) I got the challenge from &lt;a href="http://halmikoirat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Viivi&lt;/a&gt; and I want the following persons to accept the challenge: &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.elvi-leijonamieli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ella&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://dirtydoni.blogspot.com/"&gt;Veera&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. This is what we looked like a few years back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/DSC_0192.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;September 2008 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pic &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. From time to time Milka is very representive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206395_1820176398372_1659033804_31826347_1351077_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;We were both bored as hell so I had to entertain us. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Of this picture you should be able to conclude which sports we practise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/41122_1481841500211_1659033804_31197558_4936305_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;We do practise tricks and obedience too. Seriously, we do. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pic &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. I always get a good mood of this photo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/179852_1724970978296_1659033804_31679085_3784114_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I love the scene in &lt;i&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;/i&gt; where Drum says "Nothing beats a fine piece of ass!" when Ouiser cuts him a butt-piece of the armadillo cake.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. When I see this picture my head fills up with questions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Vili%2C%20Ruuti%20and%20Milka/DSC_0359.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka and my dad's Finnish Spitz males Vili and Ruuti. I guess the dogs really do resemble the families they live in..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. I would like to live this moment again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/253779_1910672380715_1659033804_31958444_7713835_n.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Timonan Z-puppies. I have a huge puppy lust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Among others, these persons are the best!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182783_1724971698314_1659033804_31679089_6564473_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Suvi, Veila and Milka. ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. I wasn't laughing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/DSC_0014.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Well I did laugh a bit but mostly I felt bad for Ville.. He was so scared of the thunder he crawled under Suvi's bed. :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. In my opinion, this is a beautiful picture.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216294_1840757312882_1659033804_31858053_5397897_n.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The atmosphere. Lappeenranta in a bright, cold spring afternoon. ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Lastly, the best picture ever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/DSC_8978.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I have too many favorite pictures of Milka, this was just the first one I found.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! And now for the 10-day challenge. This is a completely pointless blogpost.. These are not in order because it would be stupid and unfair and I prefer keeping orders to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Mummi. She's the sweetest person I know and I adore her more than I can describe, and I should take contact to her more often. She has a great sense of humor and she's the kind of person I'd like to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Suvi, my very best friend who I like never argue with and who understands me the best! The only friend who I can be completely myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Kirsi the best chatting company and a friend with super humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Ri~ The german guy who is fun to joke with and have stupid conversations and my dearest crying pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Mike. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Mummi, mummo and mummu are finnish versions of grandma. With my brother we call our grandma from our dad's side mummi, and grandma from mom's side mummo. The only living grandpa is called taata but since I don't like him at all I call him by his first name. :) Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to elders and elderly-lovers who decide to snap over what I just said about my grandpa: Age doesn't bring you respect, but the things you do or leave undone. Like, what kind of grandpa threats to send his own granddaughter to a madhouse? Every family has it's black sheep. And maybe that's not always a bad thing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie, life may be hard but you have to accept it the way it is. Think positive, learn from your mistakes and give time to yourself and everything will be fine eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything will be alright in the end. If it's not alright, then it's not the end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-3968740979080445552?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/3968740979080445552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-so-high-its-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3968740979080445552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3968740979080445552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-so-high-its-beautiful-day.html' title='I&apos;m so high it&apos;s a beautiful day'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Qj_h7oWza0A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-3774135939142241190</id><published>2011-06-22T11:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:51:44.830+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Milka 3 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once a year we celebrate &lt;br /&gt;With stupid hats and plastic plates &lt;br /&gt;The fact that you were able to make &lt;br /&gt;Another trip around the sun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Arrogant Worms - Happy Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="28" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6wVsRBQssII" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like the best birthday song ever. It's hilarious, careless and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;So my sweet Milka turned three years. Happy birthday to my little girl and all her siblings! Milka sends you all shy tail wags and nose pokes. :) Only a little while ago she was a puppy with the cutest face (and ears) I've ever seen.. Where did all the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka%20as%20a%20puppy/ulkoilu1.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she's grown up to this beautiful lady, but she will still always be Mama's very own cute little baby girl. &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt; Here are a few photos of Milka and her cake. She liked it very much. :) These photos are taken by my friend, Kirsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka%203%20years!/IMG_3296.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka%203%20years!/IMG_3321.jpg/full"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka%203%20years!/IMG_3275.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as usual I'll continue with the 10 days challenge. This is a hard one and this will piss me off after.. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Ruined Milka's ears. The thing I regret more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Bitched at most of my friends a few years back when I still lived in Lappeenranta. I was an annoying shithead back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Ruined my life with shitty grades from junior high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Turned out as a lazy nerd fuck who can get nothing useful done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Getting fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Dying my hair blonde. It's hard to keep it blonde as my original color is so dark. Though I like it blonde, but now I feel like trying red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-3774135939142241190?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/3774135939142241190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-milka-3-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3774135939142241190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3774135939142241190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-milka-3-years.html' title='Happy Birthday Milka 3 years!'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6wVsRBQssII/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-2677048632212231113</id><published>2011-06-20T10:03:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:32:41.400+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the bass, the rock, the mic, the treble</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like my coffee black&lt;br /&gt;Just like my metal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mindless Self Indulgence - Shut Me Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="28" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B0AX81gv5aM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/DSC_0954_blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! After the last blog post there haven't happened much in my life. I've mostly been hanging around with &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt; and been staying at her place.. Ahahah, again. And doing just the normal: having fun with her and dogs, sitting on pc, photoshooting.. Oh and we were photoshooting one Smooth Collie litter. The &lt;a href="http://timonan.net"&gt;Timonan&lt;/a&gt; Z -litter, to be exact. Every week we went there to take new photos of the puppies, because they were so close to us - only about 3 km away! That's because they were at the breeder's friend's place. And she's our friend too, and owns two Timonan Smooths. And you bet we had fun there. Photoshooting puppies is hard work, not to mention that if you do it our way.. Be prepared for being stared at like you're nuts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some instructions on how to photoshoot profile pictures of baby-age puppies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff you need: three persons (entertainer, handler and photoshooter), a puppy, a nice background, a good camera and something for the puppy to stand on.&lt;br /&gt;We used me (entertainer), Johanna (handler) and Suvi (photoshooter), Timonan Z-puppies (total of 7 pups), random backgrounds found on Johanna's backyard, a Nikon D80 + some object which I don't remember and as for the puppy's posing platform.. Some old speaker.&lt;br /&gt;And here are the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt; Make sure the puppies are sleepy so they're easier to take photos of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt; Prepare the photoshooting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt; Get the sleepyhead puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)&lt;/b&gt; Handler makes the puppy stand in the correct pose on the platform, entertainer runs around shouting something nice like "food, food, come, come" and photoshooter goes through the trouble of taking the perfect standing pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5)&lt;/b&gt; Try again, because you failed for the first time due to the puppy deciding to try going after the entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)&lt;/b&gt; Try again, because the photoshooter couldn't catch a nice photo; either the photo showed only half of the puppy, was blurry or just some else how failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7)&lt;/b&gt; Congratulations, now you &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; have a perfect standing pose of the puppy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; have the perfect pic.. Try again. Or just give up and eat some chocolate. Or drink coffee. Thank god we didn't have to give up though! Here are some examples of what you should get with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Timonan%20Z-litter%2C%206%20weeks/bitch%202/minni%20(4).jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Timonan Ziroya Zieva in the age of 6 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Timonan%20Z-litter%2C%207%20weeks/bitch%201/soma%20(7).jpg/full" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Timonan Zomaya Zorea in the age of 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Salama%208%20weeks/DSC_1210.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Timonan Zelgee Zenzaatio in the age of 8 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's suffering of a huuuge puppy lust after all the times pampering these puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then. I've started collecting money for Milka's health checks. I've so far collected about 75% of the total cost. Soon we'll know if my little Milka the Milky Way has healthy hips, elbows and eyes. I can't stand this excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th of this month me and Milka took a train to Helsinki to my friend &lt;a href="http://meliai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kirsi&lt;/a&gt;'s place. And we've been staying here since then, and will stay here for around a week from now. :) We've had huge a lot of fun walking Milka together and watching Milka and Kirsi's cats (who doesn't appreciate lady M very much) communicating together. I think Muusa is now getting a little bit closer with Milka, but princess Meliai only kicks Milka's ass every time she tries to make friends with her. Poor, poor Milka. Getting beaten by a cat. Again. For 9843948th time. I guess she's getting quite used to it.&lt;br /&gt;But Kirsi have fallen in love with Milka. The elite anti-collie person Kirsi, whose all friends around her own a collie, and who always have lived with the attitude "ew collies", now hugs and pets and kisses Milka all the time.. It's Milka's charm that makes people love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 12th we had the Collie Specialty show. Milka didn't take part and I didn't even take her there as a tourist because of the hothothot weather and I forgot her papers in Lahti. Pfft. Annoyed the hell outta me. But we had fun there. Or I had, Kirsi looked quite bored. I'm sorry, Kirsi! :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helping &lt;a href="http://gathezblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Linda&lt;/a&gt; with the photoshooting there. She was the official photoshooter there, but she had to show a few dogs in the ring and wanted to have a few breaks, so I helped her. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://collie.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Tapahtumia/12.06.2011%20Erikoisnäyttely/jalk3.jpg/_small.jpg" width="555"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we were basically just sitting on our asses and chatting, playing Monopoly, watching tv, walking Milka, surfing on the internet and gossiping. Girly life much? I don't actually think so. Hahaha. Kirsi can't stand Milka shedding her fur at all, ahaha. Every time she vacuums her sofa it takes only five minutes from Milka to coat the whatever-she's-been-laying-on with her fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days ago me and Milka had a big moment: our very first competition! I don't count dog shows or anything like that as actual competitions since you just like go into the ring and make your dog look good. But obedience is another thing then. You actually work your ass off for it and for me it's been a hell of a pain from time to time. Frustration, not knowing how to teach something, not knowing if the current situation is good enough.. It's driven me crazy, and I've cried of the self pitying with the tone of "boohoo I don't know anything I can't do anything" and such.. And it bores the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;But still I somehow just keep training it. After all it's one of the cheapest possible hobbies for you and your dog, and if you can make it fun for your dog and yourself, it's the perfect way of building a good trusting and caring and loving relationship for you and your dog. And that's basically what the whole human-dog relationship is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Obedient%20doggy/DSC_6843.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka's long down. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;copy; Petra S.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had our first obedience competition - it wasn't perfect, but I think we both did our best and I'm glad about that! Oh and it was unofficial. I wasn't even as stressed of it as I thought I would be. :) Here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand for examination: 10&lt;br /&gt;2 min group long down: 10&lt;br /&gt;Heeling on leash: 10&lt;br /&gt;Heeling off leash: 9&lt;br /&gt;Down out of motion: 9&lt;br /&gt;Recall: 8&lt;br /&gt;Stand out of motion: 8&lt;br /&gt;High jump: 0&lt;br /&gt;General impression: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up with the total of 163 points and in an official competition it would be 1-result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Obedient+doggy/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to see some more photos of Milka doing obedience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Obedient%20doggy/Petra%20and%20Milka%20in%20Junior%20Handler/DSC_7355.jpg/full" width="555"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka and Petra in the Junior Handler ring.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They organized a Match Show there too, and Petra wanted to take Milka in Junior Handler ring with her. And I let her borrow Milka, ofc. Milka actually behaved in the ring. They passed the first preliminaries, but then they dropped out. I was happy about Milka's behavior though. &lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Obedient+doggy/Petra+and+Milka+in+Junior+Handler/"&gt;And the photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now about the dog stuff. Here is some continuation to the 10 days challenge. I'm sorry, I don't feel very creative right now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; What's gonna happen in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; What does these people think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; I need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Am I unnormal? Do I want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; What would Milka's puppies be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; I srsly dunno what I want to be when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Dogs, food, dogs, memories, dogs, memories of dogs, dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-2677048632212231113?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/2677048632212231113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/bass-rock-mic-treble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2677048632212231113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2677048632212231113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2011/06/bass-rock-mic-treble.html' title='the bass, the rock, the mic, the treble'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B0AX81gv5aM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-5376630985676941098</id><published>2011-05-13T19:35:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T08:56:08.506+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Go make some new disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's what I'm counting on &lt;br /&gt;You're someone else's problem&lt;br /&gt;Now I only want you gone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Portal 2 credits song "Want You Gone"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="555" height="28" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dwimhjXkS88?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/DSC_6222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh I've been so lazy with the blog. I beg your pardon. I don't even remember if there was another reason for not updating besides the laziness.. I guess it's just me being whiny about this (seriously sucking) internet connection I got. Seriously, never ever order an internet stick - this is one pure hell I've been through with this. It disconnects every 2 to 20 minutes, it's laggy, it messes everything up. Sigh. Hopefully soon I'll get better connection. I sure hope for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to begin. Well, the last post is from October.. I seriously can't remember all the stuff happened since then. I spent Christmas with my family in Lappeenranta (I still live in Lahti with my mom). On New Year's Eve I went to Helsinki to have a party with my friends &lt;a href="http://meliai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kirsi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://gathezblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;Linda&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cpkusagur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt;. We had really much fun. I guess. I can't remember.. For some reason I lose my memory with alcohol. Now out of three times I've been drinking I've lost my memory twice. Sheesh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about that little trip I'm going to tell you a tragicomic story.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was supposed to go to Linda's place a few days before the party with Milka, but I had Ville in Lappeenranta with me and as he didn't like being in Lappeenranta (stressing etc), I thought I could just drop him off of the train on Lahti's railway station. My friend &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt; was there to get him. So, before the Lahti's station I tied Milka on my train bench so I could drop Ville off. In Lahti, I jumped out of the train with Ville, was super fast and took like 30 seconds to hand Ville to Suvi, but no. The train already locked it's doors. I banged the doors but they didn't open, I ran to the pet car's and the nice lady with a Pinscher looked at me through the window horrified as the train started moving right in front of me, leaving me alone to the station. Of course I paniced. I ran around, crying and screaming, not knowing what to do. It was quite cold there and I was in a hoodie there. No phone. No money. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Then this nice man catches me and calms me down, walks me inside the station and we found a conductor. The conductor called the train where Milka was, alone, traveling to Helsinki. We tried calling my friends via a phone number service thing, but didn't find most of them. Then we finally reached Rebecca's phone, she handed the phone to Linda, who luckily was sitting next to her and explained the situation. We decided that Linda will jump into the train in Pasila and travel with Milka to Helsinki. I took a train that arrived Lahti's station soon after my own original train left. For free, hahah. And with that train I traveled to Helsinki.&lt;br /&gt;In the train there was a nice old woman, who calmed me down and talked to me as I was still in shock. Soon another conductor came to me and called Linda. We found out that Linda was in the train with Milka, she said Milka was like "why are you here?! :0" when she came to her. I calmed down even more after I heard that.&lt;br /&gt;Then we finally reached the last stop - Helsinki. I ran out of the train with the conductor after me, Linda walked outside the station building with Milka and I bursted in tears, ran to Milka and hugged her like it was my last time seeing her. Milka was super happy too, she even happy peed on me.. Hahah! Milka who never happy peed in her whole life now happy peed on me. Then we took a bus with Linda to Linda's place and had a nice calm evening.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone who helped me through this - specially the man on Lahti's station. Without you I probably wouldn't have known what to do, where to go. And the woman with Pinscher in Milka's train, who looked after Milka while I wasn't there. And Linda, who took care of Milka from Pasila onward. And the conductors who understood the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party in Helsinki I returned back to Lappeenranta. And there was a little fox-looking Finnish Spitz male puppy Ruuti waiting for me (in the pic below). What a awesome pup he was! And still is. Heheh. :D He's super-social, human loving, happy-go-lucky puppy with huuuge amount of energy. He was making Milka crazy with all the ways he could think of. Ruuti is probably going to be my show dog in the future. Or at least I'd like to take him to dog shows, it just depends on my dad if he lets me. I at least want to know what judges think of our dear Ruuti-pup. Ruuti is Finnish and means gunpowder, by the way. Fitting name for a hunting dog, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ruuti%20as%20a%20puppy/DSC_6671.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ruuti%20as%20a%20puppy/"&gt;Klick for more pics of Ruuti as a puppy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the thing probably everyone wonders about. Where's Ville? Well that is explained on &lt;a href="http://viuhku.net/tossut/img/ville.txt"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt;. I won't say anything about that anymore - Ville is going to get a new, good home. It's not like I hate the dog or anything, Ville is a very lovely gentleman, the reasons why I gave Ville away are far away from publishable - unless I want to get charged for defamation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Ville%20and%20Veila/DSC_3076.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Look at that handsome thing! Picture &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the last months I havent updated.. I seriously don't remember what I've been up to. Except for training with Milka. As one new trick I've taught her to come to heeling position on my right side, but I don't consider that as anything special.&lt;br /&gt;In obedience we've been just training heeling. A few times done jumps and fetching with average results. Not perfect, not bad. Her heeling has improved quite a lot! She can now hold the eye contact for surprisingly long, but I'm still not confident enough to enter her for an official test. Her heeling isn't yet that good, she lacks some drive and speed in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka%20outside/DSC_3026.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka heeling. Lookin' good, aye? Picture &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April 17th Milka had a big big event: her mental test! :D I was so so so happy about having her take part in it!&lt;br /&gt;The test took place in Imatra, a city close to Lappeenranta, so me and Milka took a train a few weeks before the test. In Lappeenranta there happened so much I'll just tell you the stuff in order from the first to last.&lt;br /&gt;I took some pics of Ruuti, who had grown a huge lot in such a short time! He was still up to teasing Milka though, lol. Biting her ears, hanging on her tail and fur.. Milka was a bit frustrated about it but after a while she came to like him and they actually played together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Match Show in Lappeenranta the weekend before Milka's mental test, so of course we took part in it. And I'm going to tell about it first. There I met &lt;a href="http://walesialaiset.blogspot.com/2011/04/leikitaan-kelpien-kanssa-paiva.html"&gt;Miira&lt;/a&gt; who entered the Junior Handler class and placed 4th out of six. Pretty good I'd say! I met Veera and Ella with their Kelpiepelpies &lt;a href="http://dirtydoni.blogspot.com/2011/04/sininen-paiva.html"&gt;Doni (+ mix Kalle)&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://elvi-leijonamieli.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elvi&lt;/a&gt;, too. Doni and Elvi were both as lovely as always! Doni got a blue string, but didn't place in the group ring. Kalle got a blue string too. Elvi then, she got a red string, but didn't place in the group ring either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Other%20galleries/Match%20Show%2010.04.2011/DSC_0823.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Here are my friends Miira and Veera. And Kelpie-Doni and Mix-Kalle.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they are fun to be with. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered Milka in big dogs' class, and I seriously don't remember what kind of dog we had against us, some Lapphund maybe? Anygays, I decided to try a new handling style. Usually I handle Milka from her side, on my knees. And Milka every time dodges the judge, and that's a problem. So now I tried to handle her freely; not touching her at all, not setting her feet in the right position, just tell her "stand" and show the treat and hold her leash. Standing next to her. And she was pretty. As the judge came over to check Milka, she looked at her with a bit suspicious face but didn't really move at all. Momma was so proud. I myself didn't really feel tense either, like I usually do. Milka ran well too, and we got the blue string! I was more than happy and felt like we won already, even though red is better than blue. But it was a victory for Milka and me. :)&lt;br /&gt;Then came the group ring, meaning all the dogs with blue string from big dogs' class. As I was handling Milka and gave her her sausagey treat, she somehow chomped my finger too and it was bleeding a lot hahah. The judge checked us and we passed the first preliminary. We moved to the inner area of the ring so the judge could say goodbye to the rest, who didn't pass. Then she made us run around the ring. A lot. Huge a lot. I was sure I was gonna die, my legs were already hurting ahaha.. ha.. ha? And my finger was bleeding. When she told us to stop, I was super amazed that she didn't drop us out of the ring! We were in the 4th best of the group ring! Then she ended up placing us the 4th, and we were both super happy. Milka mostly because she got a huge lot of treats. Sausagey treats. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rings me and Veera trained our dogs a bit. We took one long down for unknown amount of time, and Milka was very good at it. Then a little bit of heeling and a few recalls. Milka was doing alright, and I was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Other%20galleries/Match%20Show%2010.04.2011/DSC_1044.jpg/full"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka with her prizes: a ribbon, can of dog food, two bone things and a tug toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Other+galleries/Match+Show+10.04.2011/"&gt;Klick for more pics from the match show!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few days after the Match Show me, Veera and Ella planned about a training session with our dogs. My dad gave me and Milka a ride to Lappeenranta's downtown and before going to the empty market place I bought two packets of frankfurters for Milka. These small sausages. If someone knows a better translation for them, please tell me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Ella and Veera there at the market place and we started with the training. Me and Milka trained heeling and fetching a bit. Then we did one group long down and then some random stuff with our dogs. We photoshooted our dogs a bit and filmed (lazy and skilless editor, meaning me, haven't edited them yet) a few vids. None of us was actually in the mood for training after all.. So we took a group photo of our dogs and moved to a place where our dogs could play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Training%20with%20Doni%20and%20Elvi/DSC_1432.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka, Elvi and Doni.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Lappeenranta's old fortress' area. It's a super pretty place and I liked it a lot as a photoshooting place! Our dogs had so much fun there. Milka didn't quite get into Elvi and Doni's Kelpie-games, but I think she had fun anyways just being outside with friends. :) I loved taking pics of those two crazy, hyper-active kelpies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Training%20with%20Doni%20and%20Elvi/DSC_1907.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Training+with+Doni+and+Elvi/"&gt;Klick for more pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally for the mental test stuff, hahah. I visited my friends Suvi and Tonton (whose real name is Anton but I prefer Tonton) in Imatra for the weekend of the mental test, and they took me and Milka to the test. We stayed at Tonton's place for a few nights and had lots of fun there, Suvi &amp; Tonton taught me this one card game.. Magic the Gathering or something like that. It was complicated and I lost ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The test was held Sunday 17th April, and we were supposed to be at the testing place at 1.30pm. And there we were, right in time. We were prepared to wait for an hour before the test but they were late on the schedule so we waited like.. Two? Or three? I don't really remember because it didn't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capacity to function &lt;b&gt;+1&lt;/b&gt; (moderate)&lt;br /&gt;Tendency to aggressive behaviour &lt;b&gt;+1&lt;/b&gt; (low without any post-attack aggressiveness)&lt;br /&gt;Desire for defence action &lt;b&gt;+3&lt;/b&gt; (moderate, controlled)&lt;br /&gt;Desire for fight &lt;b&gt;-1&lt;/b&gt; (low)&lt;br /&gt;Nerves &lt;b&gt;+1&lt;/b&gt; (tendency to nervousness)&lt;br /&gt;Temperament &lt;b&gt;+2&lt;/b&gt; (moderate)&lt;br /&gt;Hardness &lt;b&gt;+3&lt;/b&gt; (moderate)&lt;br /&gt;Accessibility &lt;b&gt;+2b&lt;/b&gt; (tendence to reserved behaviour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+++&lt;/b&gt; Secure to shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Milka passed the test with total of &lt;b&gt;+128&lt;/b&gt; points! &lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milkas+mental+test/"&gt;Here are some more pictures of the test&lt;/a&gt;, and here are the judge's comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mgj5tX8fzlI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/Mgj5tX8fzlI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our &lt;a href="http://tossut.kuvat.fi/kuvat/"&gt;photo gallery&lt;/a&gt; there are more pictures of the trip to Lappeenranta (mostly Ruuti and Milka), and here are a few other galleries with Milka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Milka+outside/"&gt;Milka outside on 1st March&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collie.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Lahden+soopelit/"&gt;Lahti's sable team and Noomi on 3rd March (c) Linda Toivonen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/At+the+Dog+Beach/"&gt;At the dog beach on 12th May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/At%20the%20Dog%20Beach/DSC_5257.jpg/full" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;This is taken by Suvi at the dog beach close to us. I swam too. In the pic from left to right Milka, Ville, Titja and Veila. This pic tells all about our little pack. :D Picture &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for some lighter stuff! I'm gonna continue with this meme thingy now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; Have some sense of humor. I love laughing, I love people who laugh a lot, people who can make me laugh. I don't know about other languages but in Finnish we have this saying "laughing extends your life". Except if you die of laughing too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; Don't take everything so seriously. This sounds quite the same as the 1st but.. Ive seen many waaay too seriously. There's a good quote for this one. &lt;i&gt;"If you can solve your problem, then what is the need of worrying? If you cannot solve it, then what is the use of worrying?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; Be polite. I like polite people. Unfortunately I don't have any quotes for this one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; Don't be too proud to admit you've failed at something or don't know or are wrong about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&lt;/b&gt; Tolerantness is always a good trait. No one likes racists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; Understand me, or at least try to. Communicate. Don't just yell out your opinions at me, discuss and try to understand my point of view too. Again, tolerantness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; Just care for me. But don't overdo it. Complicated, yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; Be sincere. 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If someone asks me to describe myself, all I can say is I don't know. I am the way I am, but I can't describe it. I feel like I'm just.. I don't know which word describes me the best. So coming up with these nine things is hard for me. I've many times gone through some introspection and every time all I can say is "I'm moody". It depends on my surroundings, people around me, what's happening around me and/or to me and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02.&lt;/b&gt; I love languages. All languages. Well, there are a few exceptions but nevermind that. I like listening to strange languages and learning new ones, I'm happy if I can understand a sentence of this one language and a few words. The languages closest to my heart are English, Danish and German. Languages I'd like to learn (including the ones I already mentioned) are Russian and Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03.&lt;/b&gt; I'm addicted to water. It's a bad habit. That I can do nothing about.. Well I could if I wanted but I don't see it as such a big problem. I drink water alot, many many liters per day and it's already dangerous, I think. I read an article in internet telling how dangerous it is to drink water this much, but.. Ehh. Am I just too dumb to care about it? Yeah. Lol. This water-drinking leads into toiletting in the middle of the night. I wake up for at least once a night. That's a bit tiring but I've got used to it.. Lol. Some people are alcoholics, I'm waterholic. Bet I'm the healthier one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04.&lt;/b&gt; It's very rare to see me sick. I mean.. I don't catch cold or I like, never, have fever either. At the moment I am sick, that's why it popped in my mind, hahah. I'm having cold.. Nose full of snot etc lovely stuff. Head aching and tired 24/7, coughing alot. I think I caught this cold from Suvi, as I'm still staying at her place, who had it first. But it's okay. In junior high I used to cut school with the excuse of "I'm sick!" just cause I was lazy to go there or just didn't want to. Sins, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05.&lt;/b&gt; I'm good at listening to ppl worries, but then I'm totally horrible at comforting.. Mostly because I don't want to say the usual things; "everything will be okay soon", "you'll get over it sooner or later", ... Because it sounds like I don't care, when I actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06.&lt;/b&gt; Food. I love it. And you can see it from my looks, lol. My absolute favorite is a casserole made of mince meat and mashed potatos. Nomnom. I love pies, specially the ones my mom taught me to make. I love cooking &amp; baking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07.&lt;/b&gt; Dogs are my drug for living. I love doing things with them, laying on sofa and petting them. My dogs sleep in my bed with me, theyre allowed to jump on sofas etc. Dogs make me crazy sometimes with their stupid behaviors but then they make me smile twice as much as they make me crazy. And anyways, I'm crazy for dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08.&lt;/b&gt; At the moment I wish I could teach Milka all the obedience from the beginning, since I've ruined her heeling, her turns, her position on my left side.. All she can do is fetch the dumpbell, and not even that as perfectly as I would like her to. Ville, well.. I got long way to go with him, but I'm not taking any rush over teaching him since he first needs to build up some self-confidence and learn a few things about living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09.&lt;/b&gt; Over obedience training, I prefer tricks. I know I should take obedience as just another trick, but to me obedience is quite boring. I don't really get what people see in heeling, positions, stays and such. I want to do agility with my dogs, but since my mom doesn't have a car and I don't know how to go to the agility hall with bus. Oh, and it's expensive.. I think. And I'm not sure if Milka wants to do agility, since she's, hmm.. Kinda clumsy, hahah. Ville would love agility, and I want to do agility with him when I get some more control over him and get the chance to teach him the agility objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; I'm quite tolerant person and I take like, everything easy. I don't stress over useless stuff or worry about small things. I just want to take everything easy and see what happens. I don't say bad things about people I don't know, I usually don't judge anyone by their looks. I'm trying to be positive and interested in many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e11_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pics are from our random walks.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Edit: Ty Richard for mentioning; theres ten things! XD LOL! Well, hf laughing at me - I'm sick, what can you expect! XD Oh and my math ain't too good either. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-8113449880391356930?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/8113449880391356930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-all-fears-you-hold-so-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/8113449880391356930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/8113449880391356930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-all-fears-you-hold-so-dear.html' title='And all the fears you hold so dear'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_e11_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-4046888773537046220</id><published>2010-10-23T18:13:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:01:56.553+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And they'll just put you in the spotlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;And hope that you'll do alright&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Jack - Starz In Their Eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ay0GGyO205c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI"&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/Ay0GGyO205c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a big day! Or not so big for me, but for &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi's&lt;/a&gt; lil puppy &lt;a href="http://viuhku.net/collie/veila.html"&gt;Veila&lt;/a&gt;. Her first unofficial dog show (we call those "match shows" in Finland, dunno why) was today. Veila did really good. She got red ribbon in puppies (you can get either red or blue, red is better than blue and you're judged in pairs) but didn't rank in red's ring (after all pairs are judged, there's a group ring for all reds and blues).&lt;br /&gt;But the ranking is not important for Veila anyways. In my opinion, match shows are just fun and game, and practising for official dog shows and getting some socialization for your puppy. And Veila did it really great! I'm happy for Suvi for having this amazing(ly cute) puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Veila's class (puppies up to one year old) was Milka's class in the same ring. Milka's class was "big adults", I think it means adult dogs over 40cm. Me and Milka got a blue ribbon, but I understand why. Against us there was a Siberian Husky male. He was showing really well. And Milka then.. Well I liked her attitude and movements and how she was showing, but our usual problem appeared; she didn't like the judge coming to check her out. She didn't really appreciate checking her teeth, she was ok with checking her front body but whe the judge touched her rear body, she dodged and leaned against me. Such a shy girl she is. Sigh, I should've socialized her more when she was a puppy. But other than that I'm happy with our result!&lt;br /&gt;In the blue's ring we didn't rank either. But I never really expected to be ranked with Milka and her ears and her judge problem. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Suvi had some fun yesterday evening. :D We decided to do some crafting with cardboard, scissors and tape. We both really needed an obedience jump obstacle, so.. When we saw a picture of a handmade one in internet (thanks to &lt;a href="http://tuikuntreeniblogi.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blogger&lt;/a&gt;) we both got excited with the idea of obedience jump made of cardboard. So.. Next day we asked Suvi's mom if she had any cardboard and she promised to bring us some from her job. And yesterday we got the cardboard and in the evening, in little anti-sugar sugar rush (you know the happy hyper over-excited feeling?) we started crafting the cardboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got distracted by our little helpers.. But when we were done getting distracted, we shooed them away from our crafts. Just in case something happens. :) (Nothing happened.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the concentrated expressions.. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e10_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today after the match show we tested the jump in action. Titja was our guinea pig for it, since Milka can't jump it (....) and Ville doesn't master the command, Veila is a puppy and Nadja's just dumb (read: she doesn't master the command either). It worked quite well, but since it's made of cardboard, it's really light, which means windy weather makes it fall down.. We're going to fix the problem as soon as possible with some more cardboard.. Hahah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/line1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then for some light stuff. I found this blog challenge (I'm growing to love challenges.. uh-oh) in one other blog, so I decided to do it myself too. I can't promise you when I'll give you the next days but I'll do it when I have interest for it.. Maybe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Day Two: Nine things about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done&lt;br /&gt;Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day Eight: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day Ten: One confession.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You're a great person in general. I wish you could stay away from this special liquid that fucks your mind up. When you're under the effect of this liquid called "alcohol", you usually become oversensitive, get furious about the smallest possible things, you really give your everything for finding every bad side of me, anything is fine as long as you can whine or yell or cry to me about it. But when you're sober, I love you from the bottom of my heart. You have great sense of humor, we have same interests and we can talk about many things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish we could spend more time together! I miss all the insane fun time we shared with you. You got great sense of humor, I love your laugh, your stories, your positive attitude in living and your sense of style. Even though I'm bad at starting conversations (due to my lack of ideas what to discuss about since I think I myself am a boring person), I hope you ain't forgetting me. Come over to my place when you have time, okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I know you via internet, but it still feels like you're one of my best friends - a friend I've known for years, a friend I can trust, a friend who honestly cares about me when I cannot do it for myself. You really have a great sense of humor (and now I'm repeating myself) and we always seem to have fun together. You're more like a big brother to me than just an online friend. Thank you, I hope you feel the same for me even though I don't always show my caring for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You're somewhat contradictory person to me. I love how much you care about me and I feel bad for not being able to care for you as much as you care for me. But then you annoy me from time to time more than you can imagine, and I feel bad for being annoyed by you who never mean to annoy me. I hope I've been able to hide it though. You're really wise and fun person. I enjoy talking with you but you make me feel a bit uncomfortable and guilty from time to time. I love you as a friend really really much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You're my BFF! Definitely, BFF. That's what we used to joke about, right? You're my bf &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/lub.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/lub.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/lub.png"&gt;! And everyone believed it, hahah. xD You're good at everything, you're loved by everyone and to be honest I'm a bit jealous of that. But when put that aside, I see you like everyone else does; you're warm and kind person, and I'm happy you accepted my msn and never thought I'm a dumb naïve kiddo when I first talked to you via msn and look - now we're like neighbors, though earlier I lived like 300km away from you! I'm happy you're my best friend. It's thanks to you I got my wonderful dogs. It's thanks to you I've learned many things. I love you from the bottom of my heart. I hope you don't think I'm annoying and using you as we live so close to eachother nowadays. I hope we can keep this up for the rest of our lives. I've never had a friend like you, a friend who to talk about everything (and I mean, everything) this openly. You understand me and I feel like I understand you. BFF? &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Arggh!! This is all I can say! ARGH. You, if someone, are naïve and annoying. I just can't understand you. You make it a fuss over &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; online or via phone, but never say any bad word when talking face to face. I just don't understand that. Don't got the balls for it, do ya? I don't think so. Try to decide if you like me or hate me. I don't want to say bad things about people online and openly, but you make me feel sad for your own sake every time I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One confusing person more to add in the list. Am I easily confused or are people confusing in general? As dumb as it sounds, Katy Perry's &lt;i&gt;Hot 'n Cold&lt;/i&gt; fits my feelings. You make me cry, you make me laugh. You can affect my feelings the most in this whole world. Just one little written word and I'm either on ninth cloud or in deeper than deep sorrow. Never leave me behind? When I listen to this one song you gave me some time ago, I always feel like bursting into tears and thinking what went wrong between us, when did everything turn out this way? But hey, I won't leave and let you fall behind. I know we can make it out alive. Take it easy dear. Don't be so serious about everything. I hope you'd share some opinions with me. I know you have a good sense of humor but why cant I see it in our conversations or in your voice when we're talking? Are you bored of me? Really, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm really starting to consider you as one of my best friends! I've just lately got to know you better and you're like.. Cool. It's hard to believe you're the same age with me, since you're so clever. It's a bit hard to talk about you. You're yourself. That's all, and I like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You few people - I miss you! We live in different cities right now, but you all are still in my thoughts from time to time. You're all important to me, still. I loved the time we spent together, all the insane evenings and worries shared with eachother and the tortillas. I love you gals. Specially two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It makes me happy to think how well we get together nowadays. We used to fight every day about the silliest things ("DON'T LOOK OUTTA MY WINDOW!!!") but now I'm starting to (under)stand you and your presence. You're actually more important to me than I first thought you'd be. And you're one person I really like to tease alot. :D Hihihi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can leave guesses about who's who in the comments of this post. I cannot guarantee that I'll agree or disagree with you though. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-4046888773537046220?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/4046888773537046220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-theyll-just-put-you-in-spotlight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/4046888773537046220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/4046888773537046220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-theyll-just-put-you-in-spotlight.html' title='And they&apos;ll just put you in the spotlight'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_e10_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-2590311446122175546</id><published>2010-10-18T10:26:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:04:50.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I met a golden swan upon the road</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who was a handsome prince, so I was told&lt;br /&gt;I asked it the way to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Then I was a sailor, and through the day I sailed away"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend you to listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YcfZrCHt3E"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt; now. That's what describes my feelings at the moment! I'm feeling random and happy about many things. Despite that my internet (at home) is being a d*ck and such other problems.. But now I'm at &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt;'s (again) so I've somehow cheered up. All these dogs and cat and rodents around me.. I'm in heaven! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e9_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had first snow in Finland already. It's gonna melt, though. Almost melt already. My mom said that as long as trees have their autumn leaves, the snow won't stay on the ground. She had some finnish proverb for it. As soon as the first snow fell on ground, me and Suvi ran outside to take the first snow pics. Like above and below. You can see more pics in &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/The+first+snow+2010/"&gt;Suvi's dogs' gallery&lt;/a&gt;. All of them are taken by Suvi. Thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/e9_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been kind of practising clicker training and Ville training. Ville is completely different from Milka when it comes to training, so I actually just don't know how to teach him. Or I didn't. With Milka we've been practising harder tricks, and I'm amazed of Milka's intelligence. It's like her common intelligence is 2/10 but give her a treat in front of her face and it raises up to 10/10. Wooaaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the good news! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/st.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st&lt;/b&gt; : I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; learned how to teach Ville. I got the hang of it. We started with the squirrel pose and play dead! :) He's mastering squirrel pose very well already, a bit shaky wavy but other than that real good. Play dead, then.. hes always very happy about it. Probably because of my overly happy voice when I teach him. Hes so cute, he just throws himself down on floor and wags his tail and his expression says "i did it, i did it mommy, treat, treat, now, pet me, pet me, praise me!" So cute. Super cute. I should film it some day. Well, it's not the perfect 'Play Dead!' -trick, but way better than a bad one! ;) Mostly he just forgets (read: the lazy owner havent taught him) to stay still. And.. Well. Stay still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd&lt;/b&gt; : Milka have been really good girl (like always), and like I already told you, she's more intelligent than I expected her to be. Honestly. :D I always thought she's a cute dummy (and she kind of is.. or she looks like.. normally) but she actually does think and offer things when clicker training.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Milka participated a trick ring on one forum. The idea is to teach a certain trick for your dog in two weeks and film it and then send it on forums. The last rounds winner chooses the new winner &amp; trick. Then the new winner judges her/his trick and so on. Me and Milka havent won yet. :D But it's okay. Here are our trick ring videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mgkUOehHCs"&gt;1st challenge: bowing down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUPK1pkoyEE"&gt;2nd challenge: touching an object&lt;/a&gt; (Ville can do this too.. I definitely should film it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XA-BRTVDJo"&gt;3rd challenge: leg weave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZ750oyw_RE"&gt;4th challenge: moving an object with nose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The harder tricks we've been practising with Milka are to lift her hind feet on a platform and to put all her paws in a bowl. I haven't filmed (read: made Suvi film) the hind feet raising, but Suvi filmed a video of our first training session with the bowl. Milka has a super good concentration and she could train for hours, just for a piece of treat. :D My lil piggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, have our bowl video. Momma is so proud. &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4rIecbqsUo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI"&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/N4rIecbqsUo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of ideas for new tricks. If you have anything you'd like to see Milka or Ville do, please tell me! I need help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you &lt;a href="http://silvia.trkman.net/"&gt;Silvia Trkman&lt;/a&gt;, for your awesome dog videos - where from I've got the idea for bowl and raising hind feet tricks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-2590311446122175546?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/2590311446122175546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-met-golden-swan-upon-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2590311446122175546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2590311446122175546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-met-golden-swan-upon-road.html' title='I met a golden swan upon the road'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_e9_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-7112996138709684690</id><published>2010-10-12T10:38:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:12:14.804+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic per hour #2 (7/10/2010)</title><content type='html'>Hellooo! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/st.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since the last entry, and lots have happened since then. I've been spending most of my time at &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt;'s place, because &lt;a href="http://shockk.net/blogi"&gt;Linda&lt;/a&gt; was visiting her and was here for like, a week or so, then she left and I came home. But then Linda came back to Suvi's a week later and this time she was here for like two weeks, yay! Linda is like super fun. And so is Suvi. Hahah! Thanks for these few weeks, both of you! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;i was like.. then she was like.. and we were like.. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll tell more about those weeks with them in some other entry, because this entry is for.. &lt;u&gt;A pic per hour -challenge!&lt;/u&gt; Me and Suvi both joined it. Again! :) I'm sorry my days are boring. Like.. really boring. I'm ashamed to even mention it LOL. Oh, and Ville wasn't here yesterday either. He was at his second owner's because this Riikka wanted to get to know her dog better. She brought Ville back today. I was missing him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start! (this is like the usual sentence for these entrys! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;0.20am&lt;/b&gt; : I was at Suvi's, sitting on Suvi's pc, watching anime. For those who are interested, the anime is called Kimi Ni Todoke! I loved it. I had my laptop with me but Linda was using it to chat with people on Omegle. Her english is so cute. (No offence Linda, you know I don't mean to hurt you!) I went to sleep quite soon after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.54am&lt;/b&gt; : I woke up and this is the first thing I saw.. Suvi's cat Minus looking for milk.. It's Linda's dog Nita being the mommah there, by the way. She's cute and lovely. In my opinion! :D Linda &amp; Suvi were still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.46am&lt;/b&gt; : The best combo! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt; Well, I made noodles and coded some layout. It was beef flavored noodles, so I mixed some overleft mince meat with it. It was good. Nomnom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry8_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.57am&lt;/b&gt; : I left to take this lil cutie for pee and get Milka &amp; Nadja back to Suvi's place from my own home. Mi &amp; Na spent the night with my mom at home, because my mom wanted to see how Nadja really is.. I heard they were doing very well! The pic is weird but I didn't take any better one.. Damn. (Sorry Suvi if you don't like your face.. :&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry8_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.30am&lt;/b&gt; : So I came back with these three. Suvi was already awake by then, Linda was still sleeping.. If I remember it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry8_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;0.22pm&lt;/b&gt; : Watching anime (Kimi No Todoke!) and waiting for Linda to wake up. This is Nita saying hello. I decided to use this pic for the moment cause other ways it wouldve been just pc screen and that's like.. boring to watch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.15pm&lt;/b&gt; : In our housing companys laundry room. If that even is the correct term for it.. Haha. Suvi had reserved the time for this day so we were washing her laundry. Titja &amp; Noomi was there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.23pm&lt;/b&gt; : Well, two pics for one hour.. Hope you don't mind, I just wanted to publish this one too! :D This is Linda's Noomi. She's great and silly dog. And she's like seven months old, yet she can do alot of obedience. That's really, really cool. Linda is a good obedience teacher. I prefer teaching tricks and other funny stuff. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.42pm&lt;/b&gt; : Anime. Kimi Ni Todoke. :D &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.46pm&lt;/b&gt; : Me and Suvi started cleaning our rodent's cages. Here is the one I'm responsible for.. Isn't she cute? :D Her name is Vyylia. She's a syrian hamster. Cute, cute, cute! She didn't like being woken up though. I'm sorry Vyy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.17pm&lt;/b&gt; : Here's the clean cage! And see who's quite happy (but confused) about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.22pm&lt;/b&gt; : Linda is leaving. With her dogs. And she had like.. A lot of stuff with her, and forgot some at Suvi's. :D Her dogs are so cuuute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.22pm&lt;/b&gt; : Me and Suvi cleaned up. Here's my part of the project.. You can see that three girls lived under the same roof for, eh, long time. xD But with me and Suvi only, it goes like really smoothly. Suvi sticks with the vacuum cleaner and mop and I'm hanging around in the kitchen and collecting trash around the apartment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.35pm&lt;/b&gt; : When we were done with the cleaning (and both quite exhausted and satisfied with the clean environment, we drank some Fanta and just sat down to rest on pc and both chatted a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : Still on pc. Chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.20pm&lt;/b&gt; : Anime time! Kimi Ni Todoke. Last episode. I'm not happy with the ending. Sigh. I want the manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry8_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.22pm&lt;/b&gt; : We came back home. I fed Milka and we fell asleep right away. She's lovely to sleep with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. I told you my days are boring. Adiós.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-7112996138709684690?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/7112996138709684690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/pic-per-hour-2-7102010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/7112996138709684690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/7112996138709684690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/10/pic-per-hour-2-7102010.html' title='Pic per hour #2 (7/10/2010)'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_entry8_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-8441850828223379695</id><published>2010-09-14T12:27:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T03:47:18.080+03:00</updated><title type='text'>og jeg er decideret træt af pis</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Nephew - D.T.A.P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1RomPSU0Dc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/y1RomPSU0Dc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fi_FI&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to this song too much! But I love it! Found it from &lt;a href="http://humoncomics.com/"&gt;Humon Comics&lt;/a&gt; (Niels). :) The other songs I've been listening non-stop for a few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fW8I5O-WUU"&gt;Hollywood Undead - No. 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSMDp_WC5hg"&gt;Hollywood Undead - This Love, This Hate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GS7EIeZ05_M"&gt;Hollywood Undead - Paradise Lost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8z3t2Xn1s0"&gt;Hollywood Undead - Tear It Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWcNLH6YKck"&gt;Late Night Alumni - Finally Found&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bHICQwf-0no"&gt;Late Night Alumni - Run A Mile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eT3KPKR00qo"&gt;The Pretty Reckless - Make Me Wanna Die&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezWDfctRIOo"&gt;Taylor Momsen - I Really Fucking Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning was brilliant. Woke up at around 7am (yes, seven) and sat on pc for a while, fed dogs, took them for a 15 min walk and ran to bus stop with my mom. We took a bus to center and bought me new shoes from Bianco. They're called &lt;a href="http://www.bianco.com/collections/product_description.html?articleno=27-45446-97&amp;sid=1f254b55c9eb637b845d6ab3c59fdb94"&gt;Camel Boots&lt;/a&gt;, the black ones. Those leopard ones are hawt, but they didn't have them in the shop.. Too bad, but I love the black ones we bought for me! &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/lub.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes costed 79 euros. I paid 30 euros of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bought shoes, we went to a cafe for lunch. It was yummy, nomnomnom. We had smashed potatoes, vegetable gratin, some fish balls, salad and hot pork casserole.&lt;br /&gt;After we got ourselves stuffed, we went to check out a Red Cross flea market called "Kontti". From there I found perfect shoes for walking my dogs in the winter! Pics later, maybe.. Well, anyways I needed new shoes for walking my dogs too, as my old red ones were so used that they actually broke. I liked them alot. And in winter walking dogs with crocs or those Bianco shoes is a absolute &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I found a yellow vest from Kontti, too. It's awesome for dog training (big pockets) and actually it's not black or red or grey like almost all my clothes are.. So I liked it alot!&lt;br /&gt;Shoes costed 5 euros, vest 4.50 euros. My mom paid the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I took a quick shower and started looking for clothes for school - like I've said, I have evening school every monday and wednesday, from 5pm to 9pm. Around. :) And I definitely wanted to wear my new Camel Boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found a blue checkered dress, a black shirt and patterned tights. And a hat. Finally I found some use for the hat and tights! And dress. It's cute but didn't fit me until I realised I could use it this way - under a shirt. I'm not after fashion so much but.. Sometimes it's nice to wear pretty clothes. The hat is from H&amp;M, shirt from a flea market, dress under the shirt from Robin Hood (some cheap shop lol), leggins H&amp;M and shoes Bianco. Just if you wanted to know! :D&lt;br /&gt;Here, a pic of my out(un?)fit. And my long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry7_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Taken by &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.blogspot.com"&gt;Suvi&lt;/a&gt;, thank you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our German class, we were told that we're going to have a test on the 28th of this month. I'm kind of excited, knowing I'm lazy student and like never study for the tests or do my homework.. Lol. But this time I'm going to at least try to. I like German, that's why. Hallo, wie geht's?&lt;br /&gt;Spanish class was okay too. Test on the 30th. Yaaawn I should study for Spanish too, but the thing is that I always have German in my head when Spanish starts, so I'm like super confused! Waaah. I think I'm at least going to pass the test.. Nothing more needed. Hola, qué tal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, have a ridiculous posing pic of me too. Want a kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry7_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like you probably already noticed, I can't keep up with this diet either! Hahahah.. Maybe later. Maybe I'm good the way I am now? I don't honestly think so but this will do for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milka is fat. She should eat less. Or then she's pregnant.. Hope not. I don't think Ville managed to make her pregnant.. I honestly hope she's just fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ville's doing okay. His tummy is okay. Soon he's eaten all the antibiotics, and soon we'll start feeding him with a glutenfree dog food. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Tschüs! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edit 26/9/2010: Lol I forgot to change the song from the top! :D The correct song is updated there now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-8441850828223379695?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/8441850828223379695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/og-jeg-er-decideret-trt-af-pis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/8441850828223379695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/8441850828223379695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/og-jeg-er-decideret-trt-af-pis.html' title='og jeg er decideret træt af pis'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_entry7_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-1042788519998765672</id><published>2010-09-08T15:09:00.017+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T18:36:09.430+03:00</updated><title type='text'>a pic per hour keeps readers here. eh, what?</title><content type='html'>On my favorite forum, &lt;a href="http://karvaturrit.net" target="_blank"&gt;Karvaturrit&lt;/a&gt;, there's a thread that challenges everyone who has a blog, camera and interest to take a picture per hour for one day. This time I decided to take part in this challenge, well, because I started this blog and I need an excuse to post an entry! :D Lol just kidding, I joined because I finally have a blog and have always wanted to join. I hope you enjoy my boring day.. Ehhh ehheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo, let's start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;0.24am&lt;/b&gt; : Pc - what else? I'm chatting with people via messenger and listening to music from utube. Dogs and mom are already asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Nvm the beer can. It's not mine.. Really, it isn't. Yay for messy tables! :'D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.37am&lt;/b&gt; : Pc.. still. After taking the photo I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.19am&lt;/b&gt; : Woke up. Milka was sleeping in my mom's room (= living room) and Ville right there with me. :) I wake up in the middle of night many times to go to the toilet, drink some water and go back to sleep. My bad habit.. Had it since I was a small kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.36am&lt;/b&gt; : Woke up! No more sleeping! Ville was there to pose for the cam with me, aren't we cool together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.28am&lt;/b&gt; : After giving Ville a breakfast (rice-mince meat mix with buttermilk, Milka got a cupful of dogfood), we got ready for a walk. And see what Milka was offering me all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;My mom took the first pic.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;00.36pm&lt;/b&gt; : On the walk we found a super cool place! I might post more pics of it later. If I remember to. It had a small waterfall (like 20cm) and was super cute. Dogs liked the water too. Oh and we got lost too.. So I called Suvi and asked how to find a way home LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.36pm&lt;/b&gt; : Reading &lt;a href="http://humoncomics.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Humon comics&lt;/a&gt;! I highly recommend to even take a little peek of them, they're so funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.28pm&lt;/b&gt; : Starting to edit the photos of this post, there you can see a pic of the place we found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : Creating a draft of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.36pm&lt;/b&gt; : I took my dogs and went to Suvi's place.. And we started a Pokémon movie, YAY! Well we had to leave after 15 minutes of watching cause of the evening school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.32pm&lt;/b&gt; : German lesson was first! We were checking some homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.28pm&lt;/b&gt; : The lessons almost over.. Boohoo! I like German. Nvm the crappy handwriting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : After German.. Spanish. Hola. Buenas tardes. Or something? Ehh. It's confusing to study many languages in a row.. And I fail at Spanish. Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Pic &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : Still Spanish. Lesson almost over. I got kind of tired.. Yawn. And we were practising dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Pic &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : We got "home". Meaning I just came right back to Suvi's place and right after we got inside we took dogs for a small walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Pic &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.30pm&lt;/b&gt; : Finished with the Pokémon movie. I liked it, got lots of laughs and lols. But it was pretty entertaining! Oh, not to mention the Ben&amp;Jerry's I bought at market before we took a bus to home.. They're just so irresistable. No self-control. Yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry6_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.42pm&lt;/b&gt; : I came back home (REAL home) and fed dogs. Ville got the rice-mince meat mix with buttermilk again, and Milka got Jahti&amp;Vahti Energia with buttermilk. They were really happy about their meal. And they cleaned eachother's bowls after they were done with their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that's about it. I'll show some pics from today (yesterday, actually) in some other post.. Probably as decoration. :)&lt;br /&gt;Now goodnight, I'm really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-1042788519998765672?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/1042788519998765672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/pic-per-hour-keeps-readers-here-eh-what.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1042788519998765672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1042788519998765672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/pic-per-hour-keeps-readers-here-eh-what.html' title='a pic per hour keeps readers here. eh, what?'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_entry6_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-1000778669466615903</id><published>2010-09-07T21:22:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:10:22.303+03:00</updated><title type='text'>vet visit again. diet problems. sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry5_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we got this time. Not the big white pot (Nutrisal), though. Only Axilur anthelmintic and antibiotics. 16 antibiotic pills, one pill two times a day. I was told to give the Axilurs after antibiotics, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what, you want to know whowhywhere? :0 Ville. Because of diarrhea. At vet.&lt;br /&gt;He told us that symptoms such as puking yellow liquid and diarrhea sound like bowel infection, so we took Ville to vet (again!) and got these medicines. I hope he gets better. I have high hopes for it, he's else ways really healthy dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vet said that bowel infection (which is my free translation for finnish term "suolistotulehdus", if you're wondering) might be caused by allergy to something, so we're trying a gluten-free diet for him now. I think the vet said that it's the most common reason for this infection.. I have a real bad memory. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;So Ville's eating rice-mince meat mix for a few days now. "Few days" means until his tummy have calmed down. I, as an ex-barffer, am a little bit curious of this way of feeding your dog.. Rice contains alot of carbohydrates, and those are probably the least necessary sustenance for dogs. But I've heard that it's good for dogs tummy, like some porridges are too. I wonder if this is true? Well if Ville can't take the stuff in our regular dog food (Jahti&amp;Vahti, Energia atm, a Finnish dog food), I have a good reason to start barffing again. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ville ate today some rice and mince meat (medium) as a mix. I boiled them both in a pot, mince meat only for a few minutes. I added some seaweed and rose hip powder with Nutrisal in it and mixed up. Then I let it cool down while I went to buy buttermilk, toilet paper, knackwursts (?!) and peach ice tea. When I came back I put some of the mix in Ville's bowl (gave like one decilitre for Mi too), poured some buttermilk on top and mixed all together. Nomnom! It actually looked delisush. Like a risotto! :D Here, have a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry5_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ville's dew claw is okay, it doesn't seem to be tender or any septic, and haven't bled for one time! Hooray for little (but important) things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diet. Ehhh. I don't think I can do this weight watchers diet thing. I have real trouble with those points. Everything has like HUUUGE alot of points. So I'm afraid of eating all the points and being hungry, so I stop eating and realize "damn im hungry!" Then I just go wild and eat what I can. Sigh. Oh, and when I'm hungry, I'm on bad mood, dizzy, annoyed, tired.. And whatnot. Sigh#2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to try barffing with myself, too! Low-carbohydrate diet ftw! I've done it before (can't remember if I've mentioned about it already) and it was fun and worked like, really well. The only things I miss when on this diet are chocolate and ice cream (Ben&amp;Jerry's rules!).. But I can always have a sweets' day once in a while, can't I? Well. I don't really care if I can't, I'll still eat chocolate and ice cream. Sometimes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at dieting, hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-1000778669466615903?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/1000778669466615903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/vet-visit-again-diet-problems-sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1000778669466615903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/1000778669466615903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/vet-visit-again-diet-problems-sigh.html' title='vet visit again. diet problems. sigh.'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_entry5_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-2868833358096918493</id><published>2010-09-05T21:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:06:33.832+03:00</updated><title type='text'>now everythings cool as long as im getting thinner</title><content type='html'>Ville's dew claw is okay. We didn't take him to a vet. His co-owner visited us and decided that its okay to just cut it off and look after him. The claw is still sensitive for touch, but other than that it's all okay. It doesn't seem to be septic or bleeding, Ville doesn't limp his leg at all and is happy dog in general! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what comes to myself.. Well I'm feeling alot better than yesterday and day before yesterday. I slept 12 hours, and that's like super much for me. The ultimate reason for my bad mood was, surprise, tiredness. If I don't sleep well, I don't behave well. I get mad or pissed about the smallest things and ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I started a diet today. I've been thinking about it for a long time, and all the time I've been like "well, maybe some day.." and today is the day. I'm using Weight Watcher's diet plan. I'm allowed to eat 20 points a day.. And today I've eaten 9 points. So what have I eaten today? Umm, three plums, one frankfurter/knackwurst/WHAT_ARE_THEY_CALLED_IN_ENGLISH?? and two paguette pieces.. And now I'm eating bread with cheese. Two breads. Four slices of cheese. A little tiny bit of butter. Makes 1 + 1 + 2 + 0.5 = 4.5 points. Omg. So now - I'm done with breads - I've eaten 13 points. 6.5 left to use.. I think I can survive. I just always keep forgetting that I'm trying a diet! Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually been overweight as long as I can remember.. I've been bullied at school about it alot. It made me sad and pissed and hate myself. I've somewhat got over it (now when I don't have "real" school) but it still makes me feel a bit blue to think of it. And that they actually had a good reason for it. They didn't tell me that I'm fat for nothing. I am, so what? I'm &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; trying to do something about it. I have tried a low-carbohydrate diet, and that was real fun diet and it actually worked real good on me. But then I moved together with my mom and she fed me full with bread, potatoes, pasta, ... and so on. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose weight because.. Eh I want to be thin. And sexy. Like.. Ashley Tisdale. Or Megan Fox. &lt;i&gt;LOL KEEP WISHING!!&lt;/i&gt; Yeah I will. I'll never be like them but I can always try! Oh and I'm thinking of starting zumba. I tried it in my hometown, Lappeenranta, when my friend Mira invited me for a zumba lesson with her because her perm zumba friend couldn't make it there.. Or something. Before that I was like "LOL zumba, how jerky that looks lollollol" but after 10 minutes of zumba I thought different. "WHOAH this is cool and fun!" It sure was! I hope I can find a good zumba (..should it be written with capital letter? Zumba?) teacher / leader in Lahti, too. I liked the one in Lappeenranta. Suvi's mom actually sent me a link to &lt;a href="http://193.211.14.4/" target="_blank"&gt;Gym 1&lt;/a&gt;, and they seem to have zumba lessons, too. But I have my evening school every monday and wednesday, from 5pm to 9pm.. So that will take some zumba lessons away from me. I'm happy I got two energetic dogs who to play with when I don't have zumba - and of course any other time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got nothing else to tell right now. My life is pretty okay atm. I'm sorry for this boring entry. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-2868833358096918493?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/2868833358096918493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-everythings-cool-as-long-as-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2868833358096918493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/2868833358096918493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-everythings-cool-as-long-as-im.html' title='now everythings cool as long as im getting thinner'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-3488584781433287683</id><published>2010-09-03T16:55:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:01:33.626+03:00</updated><title type='text'>it's okay to say you've got a weak spot</title><content type='html'>I really think it's something higher than god. What is? Woman mind. Isn't it strange how they can change their mind in a second from high to low? It is indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, that's what happened. Yesterday after I got the blog text done and chatted a bit with people on pc, I walked home from Suvi's place. Everything was okay. Except that I was tired and got to bed at 1.10am.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning gave me a smooth slide for today. And for the way I feel now. My mom woke me up, let's say, early. I'm not sure when was it, maybe at around 8am? I don't honestly know. Sorry mom, I know you'll be reading this some day. But it makes me annoyed when I'm woken up with "do this and do that today asap ill go there and there" and so on. Yadda yadda let me sleep. Ok? I don't say things like this out loud, I don't dare to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I couldn't sleep no more. I ate something.. Maybe it was a plum and peach halves. Still tired. Then I was just laying on my bed for a while, got up and cut some treats (google translate says they're frankfurters) for dogs and taught Milka a new trick. I say "bitte" (again German, this time for "please") and she.. whatever. I don't feel like talking about it. I'll film it for you some time. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry3_1.jpg" align="left" style="margin-right: 7px;"&gt;With Ville I was just repeating sit - down - sit - down - sit. Then I saw it. His right dew claw was twisted 90° to the left. I wondered how it had happened, called Ville's other owner and explained the situation. She called a vet and sent me a sms about the call. Sms said that the only solution was to take it off at vet. Okay, so who's paying for this? When are we going to take him to vet?&lt;br /&gt;I do have money for it, I guess. I got my salary for this month. I just got it. And it probably will be me paying for it. I'm not sure when were taking him to a vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then. HOW did this happen? I didn't know, not until I came to Suvi's place to show her Ville's paw. I was looking through the pics we took yesterday - and there I saw it. It happened yesterday while we were photoshooting him. He just simply jumped and fell. He didn't show any kind sign of the paw hurting. He didn't limp. Didn't whine. Nothing. I just didn't see it. He was so crazy for the squeaky toy that he might've not noticed it himself either. Until we got inside yesterday, Suvi mentioned "I think I just saw Ville limping", but he looked okay so we didn't check him out. Why didn't we? Why didn't &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; do it? Ville is my dog. Why didn't I take care of him, check him for injuries? Because he just looked okay. I feel so ashamed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the third this-pisses-me-off thing. I had a fight with my boyfriend. An online boyfriend. Just so you know. &lt;i&gt;Online boyfriend? How pathetic is that, she can't get an irl bf???&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, so? Maybe I don't want to have bf irl? Maybe because I live in Finland? Maybe because I don't trust Finnish boys? I don't want to live in Finland for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;We've been together with him for almost two years. Quite long for a teenage internet relationship, huh? I've seen him in real life once. I visited him. In Denmark. And I do love him alot. Like huge alot. I sound like a teenager crying about her life. I am a teenager and I am crying about my life. Well maybe not the whole life, but crying about this day at least.&lt;br /&gt;So he got mad at me. Most likely because of I think I provoked him to. I'm a bitch. Woof. Ha-ha-hah. So funny. But no more about this topic. It's none of other people business, but if I say it out loud, it makes me sound like I have a reason to be pissed. I'm ashamed of my behavior with him today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry dear. Please unblock me. I don't have money in my cell to call you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofc there are like 100+++ things pissing me off today too. But I don't dare to list them all because it'd make me sound sensitive.. Oh what am I talking about, I am sensitive. I just don't show my feelings. Almost never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came to think of it, do I have the right to own a dog? Two dogs? First I had a problem with getting used to owning a dog. I fucked up Milka's childhood. I was no good dog owner back then. Am I now..? I don't feel like I am. I got so much to improve at. So, first was Milka's childhood. Then Milka's ears. Mom was so very mad. Everyone was mad at me. Except a few persons. Everyone was horrified of what I had done to my dog. Then me not being able to feed my dogs with the same food all the time, means they got diarrhea and puked 24/7 and Ville didn't gain weight. I bet Milka lost some too. Then Ville jumping out of second floor window. Yes he did that. I'll write more about it some other time, but it was my fault too. I bet it was. Everything has to be someones - or something's - fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, do I have a right to own a dog? Do I have the right to take this huge responsibility over two dogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking real openly about my life now. Not many people tell this openly about the bad sides of their life in their blog.. So is it okay if I do so? Should I play like everything's okay when nothing feels alright? I don't want to stay in that fakereal life -category. It's just easier for me to type than speak. In English. Finnish sounds bad in my mouth and on my keyboard. My English isn't so good either, all I can do about that is hope you can still understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I offended someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-3488584781433287683?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/3488584781433287683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-okay-to-say-youve-got-weak-spot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3488584781433287683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/3488584781433287683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-okay-to-say-youve-got-weak-spot.html' title='it&apos;s okay to say you&apos;ve got a weak spot'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-117178704332987012</id><published>2010-09-02T23:28:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:31:55.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the dance of the leaves and the pouring rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo we've just been moving from my old hometown (Heinola) 30km to the south, to a town called Lahti. Or at least I think it's 30km.. Heh. It was a rainy day, as you can see in the picture. That's the view from our new balcony, btw. We actually had to carry all our stuff (well except the heavy things, such as washing machine and pc tables etc) down from third floor - and that apartment building had like &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; annoying stairs! Then we packed them into a van and (my mom) drove us to Lahti city. And in here we had to take them out of the van and carry to the third floor - again! Happily our current apartment building has really lovable stairs. But still annoying, I was like.. so dead. My calves are aching so bad! Oh and I don't have internet at our apartment yet, so I've been abusing Suvi's hospitaly by sitting on my laptop at her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was day before yesterday to yesterday. Today, then.. I was supposed to start unpacking the boxes and plastic bags full of our stuff, but instead I went for a walk with dogs and bought some treats for them. And when I got home I teached them some tricks, Milka was first. I taught her to wave her front paw when I say "tschüs". For those who doesn't know, it's "bye" in German. And of course I have to brag about my knowledge because I've had, hmm.. four German classes at evening school. I'm studying German and Spanish there. :) And Ville.. Well the ordinary kiss trick and hand (paw?) shaking tricks. He did okay, he still needs lots of training with thinking and concentrating on me instead of clicker and treats..&lt;br /&gt;Later today, when Suvi sms'd me telling that she's awake, I like RAN to Suvi's.. Just to open my laptop, LOL. Am I allowed to lol in my blog when there might be older people reading this too? So then me and Suvi decided to have a photoshoot session for our dogs. And a little bit for ourselves too. We packed treats (full bag of puppy food) and a squeaky toy for Ville. To motivate him for looking handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first we had Veila, Suvi's 15 weeks old Smooth Collie puppy - she's like SUPER adorable, I'm in looooove. And she was stunning as always. Beautiful. I really love her expression and head in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_2.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Veila 15 weeks, &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Friends/Korvakoirat-team/Veila/"&gt;more pics here.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;copy; Anni Turkia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, next.. was.. Milka. She wasn't so pretty today, idk really why. I think she just didn't want to stand still and look pretty - like she usually is. She is 24/7 but today we didn't get the best photos of her. But it's okay. We got silly pics of her doing tricks though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_4.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Milka 2 years and 2 months, &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Friends/Korvakoirat-team/Milka/"&gt;more pics here.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;copy; Suvi Lehto&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a few pics of Titja, we weren't even serious with this one. We already got so many good pics of her. If you want to see the pics, they're &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Friends/Korvakoirat-team/Titja/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After Titja we had Nadja in line. She was beautiful too. I really like her expression. She's like my fav girl number 2! Oh, her color is really good for a merle Smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_6.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Nadja 1 year and 5 months, &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Friends/Korvakoirat-team/Nadja/"&gt;more pics here.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;copy; Anni Turkia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but definitely not least, we had Nadja's beloved brother Ville. Ville didn't look so good either today, but better than he was in the last pics we had of him. I love his expression in the pics. He's so easy to motivate with a ball or squeaky toy. I gave him for Suvi to handle, because I'm not so good at it and it was faster this way anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_8.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/123/entry2_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Ville 1 year and 5 months, &lt;a href="http://korvakoirat.kuvat.fi/kuvat/Friends/Korvakoirat-team/Ville/"&gt;more pics here.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;copy; Anni Turkia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Yes. It was first Suvi's turn to be in front of the cam, but I don't have pics of her. But here is me. Please take your paper bags and get ready for hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry2_10.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/entry2_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Ooooh yeah we had fun! :D Or at least I did.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this photosession, we had dogs running free in a forest next to our shooting place. They were quite nicely there. And run like.. FAST. Specially Nadja, who always goes crazy with her legs and runs like wind. Idk if wind can fly but anyways.&lt;br /&gt;When we came back inside, I called my mom that we're about to order some kebab and asked which one she wants. Suvi had kebab with hot sauce and rice like my mom. I took kebab with hot sauce and garlic potatoes. I don't really know what to call them, but it was delisush anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for today. It was a quite nice day for me! And I bet dogs liked it too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-117178704332987012?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/117178704332987012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/dance-of-leaves-and-pouring-rain_281.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/117178704332987012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/117178704332987012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/09/dance-of-leaves-and-pouring-rain_281.html' title='the dance of the leaves and the pouring rain'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/blg/th_entry2_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053025846217527632.post-5097707727789537017</id><published>2010-08-28T20:18:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:14:47.168+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And you were there to remind me "this is the start"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx151/uniquealyssa/DSC_1099-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! This is my first blog post ever.. I'm actually quite confused of all this here, even though I managed somehow to moderate the layout of the blog, hahah. I got actually nothing to tell right now. Me and dogs are visiting &lt;a href="http://viuhku.net/collie"&gt;Suvi and co.&lt;/a&gt; and we've been having fun.. Eating tortillas, playing with dogs, talking, watching movies.. Well usually our meetings are just that we sit on pc together. I'm on my laptop and she's on her desktops. Yeah, the two of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a huge puppy lust of Suvi's new puppy, Veila. I'm so looking forward for my next puppy - and who knows if it will be Milka's puppy! ;) I'm planning on it, but there's so much to do for it. First I need to get money for Milka's healthy check and then I need to wait.. wait.. and wait for the results to come out. I really hope her joints and eyes are okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, what comes to our training. Ville's still practising like, everything. We're using a squeaky toy and treats when we train things, and he just goes CRAZY. Like he just doesn't want to listen to me! But I kinda like that, hahah. Oh and I use clicker when training too, I just like a month ago started practising using clicker in training and both of my dogs understood that click = treat in like 10 minutes.. We still need to improve with offering behaviors. Milka offered behaviors from the start quite well with the wooden dumbbell. First she was just glancing at it, then she went crazy for offering behaviors with it, she was poking it with her nose, her both front paws and finally she took it in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then about Ville again. So we're practising everything. Sitting, laying down, heeling position.. Everything. In small parts, of course. I just sometimes feel like he doesn't think.. So it seems like the first thing I need to teach him is how to think and learn.&lt;br /&gt;Like some people know, I've had Ville only for a few months even though he's already year and five months old. He came to me from a home that didn't have time for him, so he's still like a baby, hahah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in deep trouble with Milka's heeling. I absolutely dislike the way she heels - it's not even close to pretty thing to see. No eye contact, no good position.. She's always so laggy with her moving. And when I reward her for the perfect position, she loses her interest when she gets the treat.. But I think that's okay, because she's quite easy to motivate, but it's still a bit annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I said I don't really have anything to talk about.. Well that's just some of my thoughts. This is okay for an opening, isn't it? I hope everyone who reads this will keep reading our blog. This is not only a dog blog, I might tell about something else too sometimes.. It's just that dogs are my life! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053025846217527632-5097707727789537017?l=uniny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/feeds/5097707727789537017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-you-were-there-to-remind-me-this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/5097707727789537017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053025846217527632/posts/default/5097707727789537017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uniny.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-you-were-there-to-remind-me-this-is.html' title='And you were there to remind me &quot;this is the start&quot;!'/><author><name>Anni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09681210237892668229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WS1l1nbS1-I/THkTIzYoT3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8VWAoUZXsds/S220/DSC_1683.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
