<?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-21949560</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:22.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a Blog for the life of a Dog</title><subtitle type='html'>-One Siberian Husky's adventures in Western Canada-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taiga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16270628658002428065</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21949560.post-114155219961638331</id><published>2006-03-05T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:49:59.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ness Lake Rd - First Home</title><summary type='text'>At nine weeks of age my first home away from the kennel I was born in was on an acreage just outside of Prince George, BC. It was a big house inhabittedby six student types, three dogs (me, Vader &amp; Aurora), two pet rats(Kitty and Babe), one cat(Maceo), and three horses (Tonto, Spider &amp; ?). The people that lived there were from all over BC but had all met through a little skihill called PowderKing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/feeds/114155219961638331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949560&amp;postID=114155219961638331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/114155219961638331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/114155219961638331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/2006/03/ness-lake-rd-first-home.html' title='Ness Lake Rd - First Home'/><author><name>Taiga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16270628658002428065</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-21949560.post-113968252588360219</id><published>2006-02-11T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T10:28:45.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter Taiga, Slave Lake Alberta - First Road Trip</title><summary type='text'>From what I know I was born on september 17th 1999 which would make me a virgo and a rabbit. I was born just outside of Slave Lake Alberta. I dimly remember six or seven other litter mates and perhaps five or more full grown huskies all in a big outdoor run. When I was nine weeks old the kennel lady loaded me and all my litter mates into the back of her truck and I got to go on my first road </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/feeds/113968252588360219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949560&amp;postID=113968252588360219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113968252588360219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113968252588360219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/2006/02/enter-taiga-slave-lake-alberta-first.html' title='Enter Taiga, Slave Lake Alberta - First Road Trip'/><author><name>Taiga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16270628658002428065</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-21949560.post-113905750689300199</id><published>2006-02-04T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T04:51:46.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you to the Bacon Lady</title><summary type='text'>I would like to give my thanks to the Bacon Lady. This past Xmas of 2005 that tall guy that feeds me left me at home with Fred while he flew to Edmonton so see his family. After a day I realized that if I wanted to get my excercise in, I'd better start walking myself. One walk I went down to the Big Barn produce mart and was picked up by a nice lady who smelled like bacon dog treats. She took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/feeds/113905750689300199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949560&amp;postID=113905750689300199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113905750689300199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113905750689300199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/2006/02/thank-you-to-bacon-lady.html' title='Thank you to the Bacon Lady'/><author><name>Taiga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16270628658002428065</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-21949560.post-113905265564240596</id><published>2006-02-04T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T03:40:59.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Premier Log for the Dog,</title><summary type='text'>What a great time to start my first web log. The end of the first week of the chinese new year is upon us. This year we enter the year of the dog and as this will be the first year of the dog I've lived in all my dog years its been a time for reflections and resolutions.My name is Taiga (tay-ga), a misspronounciation of the forests of my ancestors. I am a siberian husky soon to be entering my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/feeds/113905265564240596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21949560&amp;postID=113905265564240596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113905265564240596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21949560/posts/default/113905265564240596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taigatales.blogspot.com/2006/02/premier-log-for-dog.html' title='The Premier Log for the Dog,'/><author><name>Taiga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16270628658002428065</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></feed>
