<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post636817350948085408..comments</id><updated>2010-02-01T22:10:35.366+11:00</updated><category term='dad'/><category term='top five'/><category term='snippit'/><category term='Talking about hair (AGAIN)'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Sleep and meaningful'/><category term='colorado'/><category term='cook me up some of that'/><category term='Future'/><category term='cape'/><category term='Environmental Wednesday'/><category term='Stories of Jorge'/><category term='This has nothing to do with puddle jumping and everything to do with rubber boots'/><category term='home'/><category term='Getting Married'/><category term='travel'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='I said &apos;do you speaka my language&apos; he just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich'/><category term='Fur Things'/><category term='memes'/><category term='mhc'/><category term='Life Listlessly'/><category term='family'/><category term='Bobo'/><category term='video'/><category term='the gluten-free life'/><category term='weebbet'/><category term='oliver'/><category term='If only I were a penguin'/><category term='tv'/><category term='Rockin&apos; adventures with Lo'/><category term='valentine&apos;s'/><category term='Note to Self'/><category term='dance'/><category term='I love stripes and plaid'/><category term='being jewish'/><category term='A case of the smittens'/><category term='housesitting'/><category term='I&apos;m laughing are you?'/><category term='My Right to Veto'/><category term='retrospective'/><category term='Woo me baby'/><category term='Blogging about blogging (again)'/><category term='Rules and Regulations'/><category term='I said do you speaka my language he just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich'/><category term='socially awkward'/><category term='sunglasses'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='I scream for ice cream'/><category term='Help me - Help you'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='uni'/><category term='nablopomo'/><category term='Could I eat cheese with that?'/><category term='Why I Don&apos;t Have a Fella'/><category term='Making up words (again)'/><category term='Pantlessness with Jess'/><category term='Some of life&apos;s lessons'/><category term='Oz'/><category term='parsley'/><category term='Uncomfortable starting a cheese'/><category term='dorkdom'/><category term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Comments on Decoybetty: Sometimes I think I can feel the future.  It doesn...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/feeds/636817350948085408/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html'/><author><name>Deidre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14993934232617420348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BY3l8ITvMCI/SAAQoYYLMyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6HiMdr958kk/S220/montreal2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-611591686590245769</id><published>2010-02-01T22:10:35.366+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:10:35.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Selina - I am sorry we were on different sides of ...</title><content type='html'>Selina - I am sorry we were on different sides of the Fed/Murray match.  His time will come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salty Miss Jill - cuter perhaps. But still nosy little buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy - Aw, I hope you do get a good nights sleep! I refuse to let Picasso ruin another person&amp;#39;s rest.  Ah, Splinter...good call. No Picasso is on the Possum squad.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/611591686590245769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/611591686590245769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1265022635366#c611591686590245769' title=''/><author><name>Deidre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14993934232617420348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03915305011417260261'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BY3l8ITvMCI/SAAQoYYLMyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6HiMdr958kk/S220/montreal2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-673576480'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-2113381104636425201</id><published>2010-02-01T21:56:57.510+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:56:57.510+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my god, I got goosebumps all over reading this,...</title><content type='html'>Oh my god, I got goosebumps all over reading this, and when I realised that you had posted photos I was too scared to scroll down. But I did and Ithankyou, I&amp;#39;ll not be able to sleep tonight for fear of the teenage mutant ninja rat (or is that just Splinter?) is coming to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I type this comment without reading everyone else&amp;#39;s and realise I&amp;#39;ve almost replicated Chris&amp;#39; comment. WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and now I see that it&amp;#39;s a possum. Freaky little shits.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2113381104636425201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2113381104636425201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1265021817510#c2113381104636425201' title=''/><author><name>Sandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12227242182080187422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iNUAkgtymkU/SxeDTKFfXTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HalMbbzyEII/S220/IMG_0122.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-453882808'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-309798329975280824</id><published>2010-02-01T04:56:33.763+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T04:56:33.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...Australian possums are much cuter than the ...</title><content type='html'>Well...Australian possums are much cuter than the American possums...but I wouldn&amp;#39;t want either in my bed!&lt;br /&gt;My solution: get a cat.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/309798329975280824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/309798329975280824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264960593763#c309798329975280824' title=''/><author><name>Salty Miss Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02603806796783950508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02526200093035101902'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vm-0d7Y96Zc/ScEetuF9VCI/AAAAAAAAANw/bRnKs1GHgf4/s1600-R/girl-1968.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-93914389'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-774819953773711405</id><published>2010-01-31T19:39:07.872+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:39:07.872+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. God.
That has completely freaked me out, n...</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;That has completely freaked me out, namely because I&amp;#39;m terrified of rats and even mice but that....that looks monstrous.  You know you are going to have to find somewhere else to live.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m going back to watch the tennis to get that image out of my head.  I&amp;#39;m not rooting for Federer, obviously!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/774819953773711405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/774819953773711405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264927147872#c774819953773711405' title=''/><author><name>Selina Kingston</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01515746813047397411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02226168212281149398'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-895295637'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-3938190944089207433</id><published>2010-01-30T14:59:33.409+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T14:59:33.409+11:00</updated><title type='text'>V - I know it was impossible to sleep afterwards.....</title><content type='html'>V - I know it was impossible to sleep afterwards...I felt like rats were climbing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megs -  don&amp;#39;t let this stop you from moving to Australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridget - It&amp;#39;s a possum, which now that I know it isn&amp;#39;t a rat I feel much better about life.  Raccoons! That is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frisky Librarian - I am  usually not - I think it was mostly because it startled me while I was sleeping.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3938190944089207433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3938190944089207433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264823973409#c3938190944089207433' title=''/><author><name>Deidre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14993934232617420348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03915305011417260261'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BY3l8ITvMCI/SAAQoYYLMyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6HiMdr958kk/S220/montreal2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-673576480'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-5489290077360972761</id><published>2010-01-30T11:12:06.345+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:12:06.345+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I can never quite fathom why people are so afraid ...</title><content type='html'>I can never quite fathom why people are so afraid of creatures much smaller than themselves (unless said creature is poisonous or prone to giving nasty bites). I guess I&amp;#39;m just really brave and tough. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the topic of possums, I&amp;#39;d much rather have your giant rodent than the possum that very inconsiderately chose to die in my ceiling just before Christmas and make a bad smell. Gak.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/5489290077360972761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/5489290077360972761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264810326345#c5489290077360972761' title=''/><author><name>Frisky Librarian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08031245139089119281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09257543158461126128'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4wp-YHFQjUg/SXcH4c_JYkI/AAAAAAAAAio/DgYxt9bceM0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-137219658'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-3193536132607167936</id><published>2010-01-30T09:07:03.545+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:07:03.545+11:00</updated><title type='text'>But what IS it? Also, I just spoke to my old landl...</title><content type='html'>But what IS it? Also, I just spoke to my old landlord and she told me our old apartment is now infested with raccoons. Since it is our *old* apartment, and not one we are currently living in, this is absolutely hilarious.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3193536132607167936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3193536132607167936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264802823545#c3193536132607167936' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04473037506487677049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17770662809534565540'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x9CXHCZ_pVA/R6trD0GorcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yW0nszN5gTo/S220/skydive.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1986632693'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-2911503036041710739</id><published>2010-01-30T07:43:55.489+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T07:43:55.489+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst fear ever.  Well this and being attacked ...</title><content type='html'>My worst fear ever.  Well this and being attacked by chipmunks. Maybe this is the reason not to move to Oz?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2911503036041710739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2911503036041710739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264797835489#c2911503036041710739' title=''/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05856569796210470854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGzfdMVHwmw/SwyZ0v6bE8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/XyS3u82l-G0/S220/IMG_1858.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1892951772'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-8766514896192991316</id><published>2010-01-30T03:44:28.926+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T03:44:28.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewwwww....I hate when this shit happens....Creepy!...</title><content type='html'>Ewwwww....I hate when this shit happens....Creepy! I found spiders yesterday....and thought they were crawling on me when I was sleeping....I feel your Ughhh!:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/8766514896192991316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/8766514896192991316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264783468926#c8766514896192991316' title=''/><author><name>V</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11857786970121083670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0cJTU9cW7Y/S2IZYuct92I/AAAAAAAABsk/UQ19JWxuJ3A/S220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-619173574'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-5648909827295105890</id><published>2010-01-29T21:44:57.359+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:44:57.359+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris - I don&amp;#39;t plan on making eye contact wit...</title><content type='html'>Chris - I don&amp;#39;t plan on making eye contact with Picasso. I feel better that he has a name now. but I am still a bit edgy about going to sleep tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDG - This is all I am saying.  I&amp;#39;m trying to be brave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara - I know - this stuff keeps me up at night too!  And, no. Picasso can&amp;#39;t move in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty Four - I know! which is too bad because it&amp;#39;s summer and it&amp;#39;s hot! and ye gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rini - I am not typically too skittish either - I&amp;#39;ve dealt with snakes, mice, but this is a giant possum named Picasso - and he deserves my respect, I dare say.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/5648909827295105890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/5648909827295105890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264761897359#c5648909827295105890' title=''/><author><name>Deidre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14993934232617420348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03915305011417260261'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BY3l8ITvMCI/SAAQoYYLMyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6HiMdr958kk/S220/montreal2.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-673576480'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-3798009446517988179</id><published>2010-01-29T16:05:59.206+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:05:59.206+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rats typically don&amp;#39;t bother me.  Unless I know...</title><content type='html'>Rats typically don&amp;#39;t bother me.  Unless I know they&amp;#39;re in the area but have NO idea where they are.  I spook easy.  But if I know where the rat is.  I&amp;#39;m fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can actually claim herding both a small mouse and a rat into a box and then putting it outside -- two different jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hope my cats would come to my aid at home.... though the idea of mouse/rat bits is GROSS.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3798009446517988179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/3798009446517988179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264741559206#c3798009446517988179' title=''/><author><name>rini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01985994849734936103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRlxkynTXug/SoyKu1S-8BI/AAAAAAAAALw/FpLgmylBsfw/S220/vest01.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1327181914'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-6569062175206055222</id><published>2010-01-29T15:00:10.457+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:00:10.457+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I would NEVER sleep again.  And also?  I would nev...</title><content type='html'>I would NEVER sleep again.  And also?  I would never open any window in the house again.  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/6569062175206055222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/6569062175206055222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264737610457#c6569062175206055222' title=''/><author><name>Twenty Four At Heart</name><uri>http://www.twentyfouratheart.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-346214340'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-4519667865054254247</id><published>2010-01-29T11:42:00.718+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:42:00.718+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.my.god. Those things are big. I bet they were w...</title><content type='html'>Oh.my.god. Those things are big. I bet they were whispering about you. I bet they were all &amp;quot;Do you think she&amp;#39;s asleep yet so we can move in?@ Sorry. I know I shouldn&amp;#39;t say that, but these are things I think about. You know. The rodents that are out to get me. It&amp;#39;s exhausting being me.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/4519667865054254247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/4519667865054254247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264725720718#c4519667865054254247' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06907300699538080239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W6sCEsyAyyg/Sx8AHugQmZI/AAAAAAAAAxk/r2LxtJupeFY/S220/IMG_3118.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-498052332'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-4588592987640395068</id><published>2010-01-29T07:43:37.713+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:43:37.713+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowers, he is BIG!!! Whatever happens, be brave.. ...</title><content type='html'>Wowers, he is BIG!!! Whatever happens, be brave.. very brave.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/4588592987640395068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/4588592987640395068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264711417713#c4588592987640395068' title=''/><author><name>Dutch donut girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04903299581166663151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15813195115935114930'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fe6Xf3TjLyo/SsEuwh7bVZI/AAAAAAAABrE/9dKq1Rx5R08/S220/donutklein4.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-237384896'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-2746838420422065144</id><published>2010-01-29T02:27:51.579+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T02:27:51.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYGOSH!  IIIIII may never sleep again after read...</title><content type='html'>OHMYGOSH!  IIIIII may never sleep again after reading this and seeing your photos.  You poor, kitten.  Eek.  You and Rhea have it nailed -- he&amp;#39;s totally a Teenage Mutant Ninja Rodent rat.  Don&amp;#39;t make eye contact with him... ever.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2746838420422065144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/636817350948085408/comments/default/2746838420422065144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html?showComment=1264692471579#c2746838420422065144' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://csquaredplus3.typepad.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.decoybetty.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-think-i-can-feel-future-it.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6158330.post-636817350948085408' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6158330/posts/default/636817350948085408' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-717071967'/></entry></feed>
