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		<description><![CDATA[I had a lot of fun today.  Dad and I went for a walk.  It&#8217;s so funny, too.  People want to talk to me everywhere I go.  It&#8217;s annoying sometimes, because they always want to pick me up, or pat my head or something.  I usually just take it with a yawn. So, we went [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a lot of fun today.  Dad and I went for a walk.  It&#8217;s so funny, too.  People want to talk to me everywhere I go.  It&#8217;s annoying sometimes, because they always want to pick me up, or pat my head or something.  I usually just take it with a yawn.</p>
<div id="attachment_89" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a href="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0910.jpg" target="_blank"><img class=" wp-image-89    " style="margin: 3px;" title="Riley chilling 2" src="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0910-300x225.jpg" alt="Riley chilling at the teller counter during his walk." width="180" height="135" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">What else could I do but just lay there?</p></div>
<div id="attachment_96" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 190px"><a href="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/IMG_0906.jpg" target="_blank"><img class=" wp-image-96      " style="margin: 3px;" title="Riley chilling at the bank" src="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/IMG_0906-300x225.jpg" alt="Riley chilling at the teller counter." width="180" height="135" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Just chilling at the teller counter.</p></div>
<p>So, we went to a bank place.  I don&#8217;t know what they do there, but dad put me up on the counter, and I just sat there.  The ladies were nice, and gave me a treat.  I didn&#8217;t know what it was at first, but when I bit into it I found it tasted pretty good.  So I just ate it.  When dad was done with what he was doing, he just put the envelope in his pocket, and we went back outside.  It was raining again a little bit.  I had fun running and walking, though.</p>
<div id="attachment_90" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 145px"><a href="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0911.jpg" target="_blank"><img class=" wp-image-90  " style="margin: 3px;" title="Riley next to real estate sign" src="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0911-225x300.jpg" alt="Riley posing (sort of) next to real estate sign." width="135" height="180" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Do I have to pose by this sign?</p></div>
<p>On the way back home we checked out a couple of side streets.  I found a sign for the place where mom works.  Dad tried to get me to pose by it, but I wanted to just play.</p>
<div id="attachment_91" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 190px"><a href="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0912.jpg" target="_blank"><img class=" wp-image-91   " style="margin: 3px;" title="Riley sleeping on the kitchen floor." src="http://riley.ksmnet.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/IMG_0912-300x225.jpg" alt="Riley sleeping on the kitchen floor." width="180" height="135" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">My preferred sleeping place.</p></div>
<p>I was getting kind of tired, too, so I was glad we were almost home.</p>
<p>When we got home I just wanted to lay down and sleep.  Dad thinks it&#8217;s funny that I lay down on the hard kitchen floor, but I like it because it&#8217;s cooler than being outside in the warm air.  Sometimes humans just don&#8217;t understand having all this fur.  They get to change their fur whenever they want, but I can&#8217;t take mine off.</p>
<p>You know what&#8217;s fun, though?  When they take their fur things (or skin &#8211; I&#8217;m not sure)  off, I like to grab and pull at them.  Sometimes mom and dad laugh, but most of the time they tell me to STOP!</p>
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