<?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-20750492</id><updated>2011-09-03T17:48:17.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wolfie Report</title><subtitle type='html'>Wolfie, motivational Pom and spiritual master provides sound advice for daily living and answers your questions about everything from grooming to relationships.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-5438418377429549483</id><published>2011-09-03T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T17:48:17.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wolfie may have left this physical plane some time ago, but he continues to inspire me and his many followers with his amazing light -- as well as showing up in my dreams to solve the occasional psychic puzzle. I miss your fuzzy face, Wolfie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-5438418377429549483?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/5438418377429549483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=5438418377429549483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/5438418377429549483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/5438418377429549483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2011/09/wolfie-may-have-left-this-physical.html' title=''/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-2611013460944740831</id><published>2008-04-14T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:33.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would Wolfie do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/SAPu6VVI5AI/AAAAAAAAABE/1YJboCPKp8c/s1600-h/wolfiePostcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/SAPu6VVI5AI/AAAAAAAAABE/1YJboCPKp8c/s320/wolfiePostcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189253881586574338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/SAPtHVVI4_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wu-QyYJs1_I/s1600-h/wolfiebear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/SAPtHVVI4_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Wu-QyYJs1_I/s320/wolfiebear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189251905901618162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me, Wolfie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see from my photo that I am hale and hearty, really enjoying the fresh spring air and my life as Wolfie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also here with an important message of caring and helping others. I don't know if I have shared this, but I was a sickly foundling when the lady who takes care of me found me. I was a rescue! Very thin and my skin was dry and flaky. Nothing like you see me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must care for others, friendly people. And that is what &lt;a href="http://www.mdesignboutique.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M Design Boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is doing with a bracelet based on me, Wolfie! It's the What Would Wolfie Do charm bracelet and the lady who takes care of me is very excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baubles and material things are not so important to me, but she enjoys her creature comforts and shiny things. And this one is based on me and helps SAVE LIVES of animals who are in the terrible position I was in at the cold shelter in West L.A. When you buy the bracelet, &lt;a href="http://www.mdesignboutique.com/"&gt;M Design Boutique&lt;/a&gt; will donate to the pets to get homes. See the information! Here I put the card here for you, on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "Give care to those less fortunate than you! You never know how difficult your own life will be and you will want care too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-2611013460944740831?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/2611013460944740831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=2611013460944740831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/2611013460944740831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/2611013460944740831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-would-wolfie-do.html' title='What would Wolfie do?'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/SAPu6VVI5AI/AAAAAAAAABE/1YJboCPKp8c/s72-c/wolfiePostcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-154537650143350072</id><published>2007-12-21T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:33.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Friends, Big and Small! It's me again, Wolfie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/R2wyRucd6qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cR7bkMmgPxM/s1600-h/WolfieParties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/R2wyRucd6qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cR7bkMmgPxM/s320/WolfieParties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146543754284231330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that I haven't been good at blogging for months. Life sometimes chases you and yells "Mush! Mush!" and there are so many important meetings and activities and you don't have time to relax on a nice pillow. This is how my life has been lately, friends! So I will be saying good bye for a while to all you good readers. I will check in from time to time,  and will try to give excellent advice and guidance to all -- I have enjoyed my time with you! Frankly, I have cataracts and can't see so well now. But my life is full and bountiful with donuts and treats! Enjoy your treats, friends! Don't neglect your treats in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Namaste!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me, Wolfie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo by Michelle Pullman: michellepullman.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-154537650143350072?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/154537650143350072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=154537650143350072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/154537650143350072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/154537650143350072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-friends-big-and-small-its-me.html' title='Hello Friends, Big and Small! It&apos;s me again, Wolfie!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/R2wyRucd6qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cR7bkMmgPxM/s72-c/WolfieParties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-4048023195768170716</id><published>2007-10-31T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:33.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Passing of a Nice Friend</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers,&lt;br /&gt;It's me, Wolfie. I know I've been away again for a very long time. And sad news, and a sad note from Presidential candidate and friend, Stolli, brought me back to the blogging. Here is the letter about the recent flight to bunny heaven of our fun friend, Oscar. I will answer Stolli after you see the photo.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Ryjn2JQ-KOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YJRkwbvVwvw/s1600-h/wr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Ryjn2JQ-KOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YJRkwbvVwvw/s320/wr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127603093147363554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olfie,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss my friend Oscar very much. Mom tried to explain to me that he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is not coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to visit us anytime soon and I just don't get it. I want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him here now. What does "gone" mean? I am definitely in nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d of your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spiritual leadership right now. Oscar was just about the best friend I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever had in my entire life.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss him so very, very much ...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;XOXO,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stolli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Attached is a photo of Stolli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;with his friend Osc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dear Stolli,&lt;br /&gt;Hello Stolli, Hello! I read your note with a sad heart. I love Oscar, too. He was an old soul with the wisdom to love relaxing and eating. We had fun together when Oscar stayed with me for the weekend and we made a lot of interesting plans. Stolli, you have to know that there is no such thing as "gone." Oscar is in us all with our thoughts and memories. And he is enjoying not feeling tired and draggy. Now he has all the bits of meat and cheese and treats he wants!&lt;br /&gt;See, Stolli. All you have to do is think of Oscar and he is there!&lt;br /&gt;Namaste, Stolli!&lt;br /&gt;From me, Wolfie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-4048023195768170716?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/4048023195768170716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=4048023195768170716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/4048023195768170716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/4048023195768170716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/10/passing-of-nice-friend.html' title='The Passing of a Nice Friend'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Ryjn2JQ-KOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/YJRkwbvVwvw/s72-c/wr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-1359688924356209234</id><published>2007-06-01T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:34.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun photo gag from a reader named Gesso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/RmCxeqrlIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62dV5vYS3VY/s1600-h/gesso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/RmCxeqrlIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62dV5vYS3VY/s320/gesso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071248320830447666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something for me, Wolfie, to share with you! A few laughs! Gesso sent it to me. He lives with Stolli who is running for president!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-1359688924356209234?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/1359688924356209234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=1359688924356209234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/1359688924356209234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/1359688924356209234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/06/fun-photo-gag-from-reader-named-gesso.html' title='Fun photo gag from a reader named Gesso!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/RmCxeqrlIDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/62dV5vYS3VY/s72-c/gesso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-2549392630626422106</id><published>2007-05-31T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:57:34.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reader writes!</title><content type='html'>Hello, friends! I'm back! It's really me, Wolfie! I am dizzy with excitement connecting to you readers today. I may be a small red Pom but I offer a big heart to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a wonderful letter today from a white dog named Stolli. Here it is, with my answer below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Wolfie, &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Stolli. I'm the guy who once saved your friend  Oscar from a &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fate worse than death (with a little help  from my &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mom, dad and The Bill Foundation). My own mom is oft called "Wolfie" by virtue of the  fact &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her last name is "Wolff". My kid bro, a semi-retarded Chihuahua/Spitz  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mix from the kill-shelter, could be your own fur-twin if he were only  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slightly taller, smarter and cuter. Auntie Deb's done lunch with me &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and  your pal Marsha handled my obedience training, so we definitely &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have some  friends in common :) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Rl9fzqrlICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP6RDR0DT10/s1600-h/stolliforprez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Rl9fzqrlICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP6RDR0DT10/s320/stolliforprez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070877046677512226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolfie, I seriously need your advice in this ...  I'm considering &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;running for president. I'm not kidding. The way I see it,  I'm 100% &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sincere, I'm not propped up by any special interest groups, my  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedigree is just as good as anyone's, and I'm a whole lot easier on &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the  eyes or pocket book than any of the other candidates running in &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2008. So  what should I do? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolfie, I need your advice. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realize that throwing my hat in the ring this &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;early means it might get  stomped on, so I really need the wisdom and &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insight only you can offer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog to dog, I consider you my &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spiritual advisor.. I &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am attaching a pic. I clean up nicely, don't I? And  I'm nothing if not &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patriotic. My origins may lie in England and Germany, but  deep down &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;under the skin, I'm an All-American Eskimo Dog. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolfie,  don't you think the time has come to send a little white dog &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the big bad  White House? Because, honestly, I think a dog could do &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a better job of  running the country. So why not me? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yours Always, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stolli T. Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hello, Stolli!&lt;br /&gt;Is there any end to the bounty of life? The answer is "no"! Stolli, I raise my paws to you and shout "The time is now!!!" And it truly is, Stolli. The time is now for a little white dog to really get America feeling proud again! After all, I, Wolfie, don't spend too much time worrying about politics because I really love spirituality and fashion and running, but I understand that in the White House there are weird creatures of the lower orders!  Stolli, you also are nicely groomed and that counts for a lot of votes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: Vote for &lt;a href="http://www.campaignwindow.com/vote4stolli"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stolli&lt;/a&gt; to be President of America! You won't regret it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-2549392630626422106?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/2549392630626422106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=2549392630626422106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/2549392630626422106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/2549392630626422106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-friends-im-back-its-really-me.html' title='A reader writes!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KrKeiGHTlk0/Rl9fzqrlICI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pP6RDR0DT10/s72-c/stolliforprez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-1203958905382766082</id><published>2007-03-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T16:32:55.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy nature!</title><content type='html'>Today is a nice day. It's almost Spring! I walked in the green grass and flowers -- the fresh smells liven you up if you're feeling low. So don't dismiss nature. It's right here around us all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-1203958905382766082?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/1203958905382766082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=1203958905382766082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/1203958905382766082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/1203958905382766082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/03/enjoy-nature.html' title='Enjoy nature!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-8178393520323187731</id><published>2007-03-13T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:58:17.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My back itches!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BgSeLLS0-uY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BgSeLLS0-uY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-8178393520323187731?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/8178393520323187731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=8178393520323187731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/8178393520323187731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/8178393520323187731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-back-itches.html' title='My back itches!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115827285967554002</id><published>2006-09-14T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:27:39.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reader Seeks Fashion Advice From Me, Wolfie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up this morning and it was grey and overcast, which means I have to start thinking about my wardrobe for fall. I have a very limited budget and have no idea where to begin! What are some key pieces I need for the season? Should I get shoes? If so, flats or boots? Or do I need a coat? Cardigans? Or some awesome black pants? Help!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fashion Fauxter, Los Angeles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I am VERY glad to see the word "Faux" in your name. The only fur you should wear this fall is FAUX. It's the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to your question, let me tell you that fall is a time to be lively. There is a briskness in the air that'll put a bounce in your step. So don't get heels that are too high! Flats and low-heeled boots will allow you freedom of movement on your walks. My summer hairdo is growing out and soon I will have my signature "shoe-boots"! that's when the fur grows into points like little shoes at the tips of my feet. I'm thinking you may want some pointy shoes, too. Not so pointy that your feet are squeezed, but points are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all the pieces you mention are excellent key wardrobe pieces. I may be Wolfie, a Pom, but I am observant when it comes to nice fashions! I even have some nice fall sweaters of my own. For you, dear reader, I recommend one pair of black pants in an interesting fabric. Not boring! A crisp, white button down shirt, one pair of low shoes and one pair of boots. Best to invest in your coat at the end of the season when you can get it on sale. Since you live in Los Angeles, you can probably go a season without a new one. But if you don't buy a new coat full-price this fall, definitely invest in a versatile wool car coat/jacket with interesting buttons. Coats sure are expensive when you can't grow your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namaste, Fauxter!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie!: Fashion is fun but it changes fast as the breeze! There will be new choices next year! You'll see!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115827285967554002?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115827285967554002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115827285967554002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115827285967554002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115827285967554002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/09/reader-seeks-fashion-advice-from-me.html' title='A Reader Seeks Fashion Advice From Me, Wolfie!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115790489844783789</id><published>2006-09-10T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T09:32:11.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER Oscar who reads The Wolfie Report responds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/oscar.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/oscar.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/oscar.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I am a little jealous of your break for freedom. (The picture is of me imagining such an escapade!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy that sprang me from the doggie jail in San Diego seemed nice enough at first. (Don't pee on carpet. He gets pissed!) He gave me great food and a nice couch for me to lie all over and watch war movies. (I have a soft spot for World War II battle movies.) And every day after he came home wearing a tie, he would take me to the park where I could chase lizards and sniff other dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then things changed. He drove away in a truck early one morning and some other guy put me in my car and drove me on the parkway to this really busy place. I feel I'm back in doggie prison. Every time the guy leaves the door open, I sneak over and look down on the street. So many cars! (I'm not fond of cars.) All those cars take the wind out of my sails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the quality of the parks in this neck of the woods leaves much to be desired!! (Do you know of any grassy areas where I can roam free without getting dumped in the tub when I get home?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the other place we were living there were cats to chase and I would shimmy into the storm sewers. (The guy that takes care of me didn't like that either. He's no fun!) No cats to chase here either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must congratulate you on the daring dash for freedom that you made. I will have to live vicariously through your adventure. I think that guy is coming so I will have to cut this short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Oscar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Another Oscar,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of nature is necessary for peaceful thinking! I know what you mean. But believe me, getting lost in Echo Park really was stressful. From your photo, you are bigger than me. I'm tiny (though big in spirit!) and have never felt tinier than when I was tearing down Coronado. I don't recommend it! I advise finding a nice grassy area like you mentioned. There is a nice one up the little hill at Bronson Canyon. You can visit the cave before. It's a bat cave with no bats but a real cave. The guy who takes care of you can bring nice cheeses for you or maybe french fries. They are my new favorite! The path continues onto a long hike up a hill with many vistas. I'm too small to do it but you might be able to bear the exertion. Please, don't make a break for it. It is very dangerous with bad (coyote) influences and cars that don't see. Please know it. I'm telling the truth! Namaste, Another Oscar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie!: Play it safe on the mean streets!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115790489844783789?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115790489844783789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115790489844783789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115790489844783789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115790489844783789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-oscar-who-reads-wolfie-report.html' title='ANOTHER Oscar who reads The Wolfie Report responds!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115707495332571528</id><published>2006-08-31T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:06:00.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Echo Park Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiemap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiemap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers, I must relate my near-death story. As previously mentioned, I stayed with my friend Oscar last week while the lady who takes care of me went on a trip. I was in Echo Park and have only been there a couple of times. I got many treats and walked in the yard, did pranayamas and sat on a bed with Deborah and Eric and slept in my basket. No time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the third morning when I was ready to come back inside for a good nap, no one let me into the house right away. I was bored so I squeezed between pickets of fence and landed on the sidewalk. I didn't know where I was and started running. i just went blank and the more i rushed down the street the more I lost my way. Cars! Dogs barking! Trash can confusion! It was a terrible situation! all my worst fears realized! I kept running and running and the city seemed terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly I felt guided by an unseen hand protecting me from danger. A lady came up to me and looked at my name. It's on my bone tag I wear. She said "You look like Wolfie. Are you the real Wolfie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe it, read&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/who-is-this-lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/who-is-this-lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ers but she knew me AND the lady who takes care of me! It was a miracle! Her name is Deborah too! She called the lady who takes care of me and then they called Deborah and Eric so they wouldn't worry. They are very kind and dog-loving and had already put posters up around the neighborhood. They called the authorities! They were very, very up in arms from my escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Deborah and Eric brought me my basket to the other Deborah's house and I rested. Here's a picture of the other Deborah holding me. You can see my weariness from such an ordeal. I rested with Holly, a nice shepherd mix with coarse black fur (pictured below with pink flower hair accent)! We're both old and wise and have a lot in common! When the lady who takes care of me got home we were happy to greet each other but she told me I gave everyone terrible heart attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie!: Sometimes doing what you want to do, like squeezing out of the fence, ISN'T the best idea. Think of others!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/hollysnapshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115707495332571528?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115707495332571528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115707495332571528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115707495332571528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115707495332571528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/08/echo-park-miracle.html' title='The Echo Park Miracle'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115706675768575223</id><published>2006-08-31T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T16:27:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting from a reader of The Wolfie Report!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/Bella%20in%20car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/Bella%20in%20car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is a smile for you from me, " Bella. " We read your "Wolfie Report." I smile most of the time, that is if I'm not sleeping. Then I'm snoring. But I'm told I do smile in my sleep some time. I don't smile when I run after a CAT or a SQUIRREL. I ran a CAT up and over a fence and a SQUIRREL up a tree today. That was fun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From, BELLA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115706675768575223?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115706675768575223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115706675768575223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115706675768575223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115706675768575223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/08/greeting-from-reader-of-wolfie-report.html' title='Greeting from a reader of The Wolfie Report!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115629093917278713</id><published>2006-08-22T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:55:39.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from a seeker</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie,&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever just feel like the weight of the world is getting you down and you just want to say "forget everything!"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because that happens to me a lot, and I'm wondering if you have any advice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy do I know how that is! And the root of this feeling is expectation of treats. You keep thinking the meat, cheese and fruit bars are on the way and they don't get there fast enough! That makes me very frustrated. This is how it is. There are many demands. Everything happening fast. That's why it's good to sit quietly and thank the universe for one minute every morning. Say thank you for the treats and open your heart to receive more! The treats are on their way to you. Take it from me, Wolfie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115629093917278713?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115629093917278713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115629093917278713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115629093917278713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115629093917278713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/08/letter-from-seeker.html' title='Letter from a seeker'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-115628905585688855</id><published>2006-08-22T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:45:22.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat the heat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/oscar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed that I have a summer hairdo. It's made me feel cooler in the strong heat and I have more energy on my walks. Sometimes a little change is all you need. Get rid of the old (hair) and enjoy the lightness! Also, I want to show you all my latest TV work. I was on the internet! Also, since many know about them and ask me, I want to reprint the links to my &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/features/lifestyle/la-wk-cover29jun29,1,6287157.story"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on dog dancing and the fun dog bar Skybark! Click on the video links to the right of Cindy Chang's wonderful Los Angeles Times story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady who takes care of me is going away tomorrow so I'll be staying with my friend Oscar for the weekend. We like to discuss different matters and walk around. I may have some interesting stories to tell about it, so be aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I know there are some outstanding letters I've received from seekers looking for guidance. I'm going to have some quality time soon to address them. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfietimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: Do one thing at a time! Don't get overwhelmed by the tasks! Don't look ahead too far! You'll see the results!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfietimes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfietimes.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-115628905585688855?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/115628905585688855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=115628905585688855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115628905585688855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/115628905585688855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/08/beat-heat.html' title='Beat the heat!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-114983196882474292</id><published>2006-06-08T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T16:02:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine the Light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfie.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello readers! I've missed all of you. It's been very busy at my home, counseling up a storm. Helping others by cheering them up. The lady who takes care of me has been going through many turmoils and was down in the dumps. But I went into action, teaching by example! Smiling is the way to spread sunshine in life. Everyone will respond to a smile. Even though I'm missing most of my teeth, people sure seem to get a kick out of my fun attitude! Here you can see how my sunny disposition cheered the lady who takes care of me. Now she's got a new bounce in her step and I do too--that's the thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: Give and you get!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-114983196882474292?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/114983196882474292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=114983196882474292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114983196882474292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114983196882474292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/06/shine-light.html' title='Shine the Light!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-114512978036136742</id><published>2006-04-15T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:33:29.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/debnicolewolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/debnicolewolf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readers, I know you've been waiting for too long to hear about my website "lunch party." Well, let me tell you it was very exciting! There were many guests and friends who came to eat treats and talk to me, Wolfie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had nice badges for attendees with my original phrase, "Take it from me, Wolfie!" I will confide, though, that having so much attention lavished on me, so much admiration from readers of The Wolfie Report, that I knew my lesson for the evening was to keep my ego in check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wanted to pose for pictures with me and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfie_richard.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfie_richard.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ask me for advice! The lady who takes care of me even gave me a grooming that afternoon so I certainly looked my best! It all made for a heady  atmosphere of celebrity and non-reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfieboots.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfieboots.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I greeted each guest as they came in the door, I did have to retreat to my basket a few times for yoga stretches and pranayamas. To keep my wits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable guests included entertainment writers Deborah Netburn and Nicole Laporte, shown with me at the kitchen sink. These nice ladies were drinking alcoholic beverages, but remained on very elegant behavior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop music star Lisa Jenio came to my party, too. With her boyfriend Jerry, also a musician! It was exciting to be around so many artists of different mediums!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfielisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfielisa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another guest who really wanted to pose with me is "bon vivant" writer and newspaperman Richard Rushfield! He sure looks stern as can be, but enjoys good humors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/bettienicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/bettienicole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the right, is the lady who takes care of me, with "Tiger Beat's" engaging Nicole Coppola. Nicole told me that she won prizes on a game show ("The Mices Bite") and is going to the Swiss Alps. You will see how I am being squashed, but I got used to the posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author of books Dan Koeppel was one of my favorite guests. Mr. Koeppel paid a lot of attention to me and told me many jokes about dogs walking into bars.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiedan.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiedan.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see how I enjoyed the repartee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Allan MacDonnell and his wife Theresa love dogs! Mr. MacDonnell wrote a book which will be sold in stores! It's called "Prisoner of X: 20 Years of My Life in Corn," I'm fairly sure. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfieallan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfieallan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I admire his wherewithal! 20 years living and working with corn could get tiresome -- but would be excellent Zen practice! Corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together, I had a fun time. But it was good to rest in the end. I still don't understand why the lady who takes care of me didn't give me any lunch at my party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie!: You sure do get more treats when you're famous, but don't let it go to your head or you'll be sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/bettie6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-114512978036136742?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/114512978036136742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=114512978036136742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114512978036136742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114512978036136742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/04/ego-check.html' title='Ego Check!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-114261957060160217</id><published>2006-03-17T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T10:19:30.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm excited</title><content type='html'>Hello friends!&lt;br /&gt;I've been  far away for the last month.  I was called to the  high, high mountains in Tibet. I meditated with the holy people and ate rice. It was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;But now I am here and the lady who takes care of me is having a party dedicated to me, Wolfie. Many people and some of my readers are coming to our house to visit me and bring me treats! A party is a wonderful exercise in serenity. Being with friends and enjoying an evening of fun. Life is for enjoyment and a party helps! I will show you photos later. Thank you for your letters, readers.&lt;br /&gt;Namaste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-114261957060160217?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/114261957060160217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=114261957060160217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114261957060160217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/114261957060160217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-excited.html' title='I&apos;m excited'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113978530094414426</id><published>2006-02-12T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:10:07.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiescandal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiescandal1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a sad day. I was relaxing in the kitchen and awoke to the negativity of the lady who takes care of me and her friend.  Fueled by booze, they were looking at magazines and yelling about celebrities -- who was on drugs, who'd become stout, who was a cult member,  that sort of talk! Unhealthy behavior! I'm pretty sure neither of them are personally acquainted with Tomkat and these other magazine people. I looked for myself and unless she has paid a visit while I was resting,  Paris Hilton has not been to the house I live in!  I tried to pull their attention away by making it clear I was ready for some liver snacks. But they just went on in their world talking and even shouting about not-real magazine people and ignoring the real me, Wolfie! Not caring!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the lady who takes care of me and her friend were distracted by visitors, so I put those scandal sheets to their proper use by chewing them. Ruining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiescandal4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiescandal4.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "It's easy to stay serene. Just turn something bad for the mind into something good for the gums!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113978530094414426?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113978530094414426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113978530094414426' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113978530094414426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113978530094414426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-disappointed.html' title='I am disappointed'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113961373910834893</id><published>2006-02-10T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T20:38:16.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old age is not for sissies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiewalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiewalk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie, I just heard the expression "old age is not for sissies." I'm confused. Am I in for a surprise when I get old? I'm 22 now and want to be prepared, but I think I'm kind of a sissy so...Help prepare me, Wolfie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young and scared, Hollywood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Young and Scared,&lt;br /&gt;Let me list my age-related issues: dry, flakey skin, flyaway hairs, cracked pads, cataracts, gnarled claws, very few teeth (and those I have are worn down to nubs!), a trick hip...And that's just the beginning. You will need to eat soft food and make sure your caretaker gives you adequate senior care. The good news is that even though your physical self goes into decline, you will, with attention and meditation, become wise and mentally strong like me, Wolfie!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun getting older! Namaste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113961373910834893?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113961373910834893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113961373910834893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113961373910834893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113961373910834893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/02/old-age-is-not-for-sissies.html' title='Old age is not for sissies!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113911842575550691</id><published>2006-02-04T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:03:00.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to locate a bridge between cultures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfring.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/cats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many write to me and ask how I stay so serene. Believe me, it's not easy these days! As you may know, I live in a multi-species home. And Ringo and Lucy are really testing my patience. They steal my kibble, and as you can see, pull at the blanket in my sleeping basket. They are ruining the handiwork! I try to be understanding, but their energy is causing much mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "Don't ruin others' lives with your craziness. You'll thank yourself later!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113911842575550691?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113911842575550691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113911842575550691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113911842575550691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113911842575550691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/02/trying-to-locate-bridge-between.html' title='Trying to locate a bridge between cultures'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113857923929672753</id><published>2006-01-29T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T17:17:23.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/josspassedout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/josspassedout.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned to you, friends, I've been involved in difficult intervention. The lady who takes care of me has a friend who has been very sad. She tries to feel better by taking pills and alcohol and reading about others' misfortunes. It has been quite something to see and I wanted to help!&lt;br /&gt;Is someone in your life drowning in drugs and alcohol? You need a course of action. I documented my approach here for you to refer to. Wolfie can help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/tableau.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/tableau.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you see the terrible symptoms of abuse which include sleeping constantly and not grooming! You may also see evidence of drug use (bottles) and unhealthy reading materials.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this situation with my own two eyes! There was no time for tears. I had to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/toilet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/toilet1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/toilet2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/toilet2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to steal the pills without waking my friend so I could dispose of them once and for all. I replaced the pills and liquors with friendship, healthy doses of sunshine and nice walks to the donut shop. Delicious, not destructive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/thumbsup.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/thumbsup.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113857923929672753?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113857923929672753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113857923929672753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113857923929672753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113857923929672753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-serenity.html' title='A new serenity'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113830325015718530</id><published>2006-01-26T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T11:20:50.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please stay tuned to The Wolfie Report!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I haven't been able to give you an update on my life for the past few days. I appreciate all the notes of concern. Believe me, I'm in good health! But I am involved in an intervention, the story of which may help others. I am being forced to take action. There are pills involved! I will tell you about it here very soon on The Wolfie Report. Please come back for the update on Saturday! Namaste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113830325015718530?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113830325015718530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113830325015718530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113830325015718530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113830325015718530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/please-stay-tuned-to-wolfie-report.html' title='Please stay tuned to The Wolfie Report!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113807429803454759</id><published>2006-01-23T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:50:35.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treats up ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiecouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiecouch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello friends! I hope you are all doing well and enjoying each precious moment of life. It was a rough week for me, Wolfie, because I've been sick with a cough. The lady who takes care of me gave me pills and table scraps and I'm up and around again. Listen, don't let bad times get you down. As dark as the path may get, lined with kids throwing rocks and people wanting to kick you, there is always a bright spot at the end. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "Keep your head down and run FAST! There's probably a delicious pile of cheese and meats right up ahead for you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113807429803454759?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113807429803454759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113807429803454759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113807429803454759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113807429803454759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/treats-up-ahead.html' title='Treats up ahead!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113773583845043752</id><published>2006-01-19T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:27:02.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey it's me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfierelax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfierelax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whew!&lt;/strong&gt; It's been a few days but I've been busy resting and eating. Sure is nice to rest. Doesn't take much.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Just do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113773583845043752?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113773583845043752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113773583845043752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113773583845043752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113773583845043752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-its-me.html' title='Hey it&apos;s me'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113737112604585828</id><published>2006-01-15T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:25:26.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be so greedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/bag.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/bag.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to get to those last few crumbs? Not such a pretty picture, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "Today, share your treats with others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113737112604585828?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113737112604585828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113737112604585828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113737112604585828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113737112604585828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-be-so-greedy.html' title='Don&apos;t be so greedy'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113712536199349396</id><published>2006-01-12T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:24:51.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go for it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiebeach2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiebeach2.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "I always enjoy an exhilarating run at the beach. Feeling the sand on my pads and really getting a workout. For added challenge, don't always run in a straight line. Zig zag a little! You'll love the feeling!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiebeach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="mailto:wolfiewolfie@mac.com"&gt;wolfiewolfie@mac.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. You won't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiebeach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113712536199349396?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113712536199349396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113712536199349396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113712536199349396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113712536199349396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/go-for-it.html' title='Go for it!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113704833363560278</id><published>2006-01-11T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:28:35.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolfie says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiechair.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiechair.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiechair.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, take a well-deserved moment to relax -- on a delightful, soft cushion, perhaps. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sure feels great. You'll definitely feel the benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113704833363560278?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113704833363560278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113704833363560278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113704833363560278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113704833363560278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/wolfie-says.html' title='Wolfie says...'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113702961380603043</id><published>2006-01-11T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:10:13.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask Wolfie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie, I am surrounded by idiots. Every turn I make in my life, idiots bump into me. I try to be tolerant but I just don't understand why they can't be stupid someplace else, especially not at my place of business. Can you help me please? I admire your serenity deeply. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best wishes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surrounded by Idiots Los Angeles, CA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Surrounded by Idiots,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that most people (and some dogs for that matter) are stupid. You sound like a sensitive soul. You will understand my wisdom. I remember a matty-haired Cockerpoo who for months would thwart my morning stroll to the West Hollywood Trader Joe's. For fun! I shouted at him to let me pass. I charged him, but being a small-breed, I could not make my way past the brute. I was merely living my life! Enjoying the city bustle and greeting the community. Why such a problem? One day, during a stressful standoff, I realized that it was my anger that provoked him. He wanted to pull me down to his level! I turned my light within and felt feather-light. Hey, that is all you can ask of yourself in the world. To be conscious in the moment. The dummies are here to stay. Best to have a good laugh or two about it! Namaste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113702961380603043?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113702961380603043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113702961380603043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113702961380603043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113702961380603043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/ask-wolfie_11.html' title='Ask Wolfie!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113702244598938857</id><published>2006-01-11T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:45:40.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask Wolfie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Wolfie, I'm a 28-year-old college grad with a decent job. I hear a lot about how my generation is not saving as much for retirement as it should be and that we are all in for big trouble in a few decades. I have started saving some, but not as much as I should. How can I make my money work for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for your help, Wolfie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Reader,&lt;br /&gt;28! A mere pup! I applaud your ruminations on future security in this age of cynicism. For years I tucked my savings (namely of leaves, twigs and some assorted dirt clods) into a discarded bedroom slipper, wedged behind my dogbed. But that's not smart. My foremost advice to you is to put as much as you possibly can into your master's retirement plan/401K, up to the company's match (but not over the match! say "no" to that!). Or you can approach financial security like me, Wolfie, and find someone else to provide you with food, water and a cushion to sleep on. Good luck, Reader! Namaste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113702244598938857?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113702244598938857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113702244598938857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113702244598938857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113702244598938857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/ask-wolfie.html' title='Ask Wolfie!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113696272711967548</id><published>2006-01-10T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T11:02:59.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a hoot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfietrash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfietrash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: "Today, do your part to combat litter. It will do you good. You'll see. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:wolfiewolfie@mac.com"&gt;wolfiewolfie@mac.com&lt;/a&gt;. You won't regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113696272711967548?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113696272711967548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113696272711967548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113696272711967548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113696272711967548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/give-hoot.html' title='Give a hoot!'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113693012967716313</id><published>2006-01-10T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T22:45:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A delicious donut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfiedonut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfiedonut.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113693012967716313?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113693012967716313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113693012967716313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113693012967716313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113693012967716313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/delicious-donut.html' title='A delicious donut'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113692984252656481</id><published>2006-01-10T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:57:42.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, good people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfieannie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfieannie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for the warm welcome from well-wishers of the internet. It is my hope that I can be of help in solving your problems of daily life -- That is, after all, what I, Wolfie am here for...to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, on a stroll this morning, I stopped by Michelle's Donut Shop on Santa Monica Blvd.  to say hello to Annie, who runs the place. She clapped when she saw me, did a little twirl and gave me a donut. It didn't take much time from my busy day, but we all felt great because I made the effort to keep that connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Pause for a minute today to say hello and chat a bit. You're not in such a big hurry, are you?.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me with your questions at &lt;a href="mailto:wolfiewolfie@mac.com"&gt;wolfiewolfie@mac.com&lt;/a&gt;. You won't regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113692984252656481?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113692984252656481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113692984252656481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113692984252656481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113692984252656481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-good-people.html' title='Thank you, good people'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20750492.post-113684948239799949</id><published>2006-01-09T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T15:21:56.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me, Wolfie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfie1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/320/wolfie1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3219/2090/1600/wolfie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome. I am Wolfie. Pom, active senior and spiritual master. I've learned to navigate life through years of hard knocks...losing a few teeth along the way, in fact. I invite you to stop by my blog each day for the right nugget of advice to help soften the rough edges of the next 24 hours. Don't learn the hard way --learn the Wolfie way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take it from me, Wolfie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Today, don't take it personally. It's almost &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; personal.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:wolfiewolfie@mac.com"&gt;wolfiewolfie@mac.com&lt;/a&gt;. You won't regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20750492-113684948239799949?l=thewolfiereport.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/feeds/113684948239799949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20750492&amp;postID=113684948239799949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113684948239799949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20750492/posts/default/113684948239799949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewolfiereport.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-me-wolfie.html' title='It&apos;s me, Wolfie'/><author><name>Wolfie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208162052550492634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
