tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33716096313869401282012-02-16T15:19:09.155-02:00Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.comBlogger581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-21087953096860731772010-12-15T10:09:00.004-02:002010-12-15T11:13:52.002-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TQiy7EqXQxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AwE_VwUi1lk/s1600/045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550883268667589394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TQiy7EqXQxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AwE_VwUi1lk/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>O esperto Bugio queria se aquecer do inverno gaúcho, mas não sabia fazer chimarrão.</div><br /><div>Encontrou uma boa solução:</div><br /><div>Pegou uma folha direto do pé de Erva Mate.</div><br /><div>E começou feliz a mastigar.</div><br /><div>O Bugio agora é gaúcho!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2108795309686073177?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-41363758468433672722010-11-18T19:40:00.010-02:002010-11-18T21:50:35.845-02:00<div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOWfg1xulcI/AAAAAAAAATw/HQBOJXyKb5E/s1600/111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541010303089546690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOWfg1xulcI/AAAAAAAAATw/HQBOJXyKb5E/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div align="justify">A pergunta que os pinguins se perguntam é: Quantos graus?</div><p align="justify">Quando encontram um termômetro ficam olhando meios desconfiados, mas não adivinham quantos graus está.</p><p align="justify"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOW44buQMBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xK66Faz1cZ8/s1600/116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541038196203204626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOW44buQMBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/xK66Faz1cZ8/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Agora está na moda perguntar com a cabeça debaixo d'água.<br />Perguntam por um minuto, mas não vale questão difícil.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOW6DoGAkwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qkzGNxfHrMc/s1600/119.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541039488014258946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TOW6DoGAkwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qkzGNxfHrMc/s400/119.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Esse pinguim ainda está esperando a resposta. Enquanto isso...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4136375846843367272?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-37870625857337997682010-07-15T15:47:00.004-03:002010-07-15T16:05:16.140-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TD9aDlzxowI/AAAAAAAAAS4/X7Klmxr6vW8/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/TD9aDlzxowI/AAAAAAAAAS4/X7Klmxr6vW8/s400/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494209088150676226" border="0" /></a><br />O tucano prefere ficar sentado num galho de árvore.<br />Não é bravo, gosta mais da sombra.<br />Esse tucano da foto não decide o galho que vai ficar o Sol que decide pra ele.<br />Vendo na foto ele tá comendo.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3787062585733799768?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-1058012106183023072010-04-03T19:19:00.002-03:002010-04-03T19:21:43.078-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S7e_P8JCPDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FsgKTGQwhEY/s1600/001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456039754145610802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S7e_P8JCPDI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/FsgKTGQwhEY/s320/001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#003300;">(São Leopoldo, RS)</span><br /></div>Os patos estudantes<br />da lagoa pequena e simples.<br />Um não quer ir para aula de canto<br />o outro puxa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-105801210618302307?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-75187630677139025962010-03-15T14:51:00.004-03:002010-03-15T18:10:26.703-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S550hBcPE5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0COm27VpUw0/s1600-h/PIU!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S550hBcPE5I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0COm27VpUw0/s320/PIU!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448920709836247954" /></a><br /><br />Esse momento é espetacular.<br />O show do "magnífico".<br />Canta e enlouquece de tanto que gira no ar.<br />O palco era a caixa de correio, <br />onde a música saía melhor e ia mais longe.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-7518763067713902596?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-91040091398917762732010-02-08T13:56:00.004-02:002010-02-08T14:13:28.393-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S3A1uQN4QKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SNthAjOygXI/s1600-h/peixes2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S3A1uQN4QKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SNthAjOygXI/s320/peixes2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435903818979623074" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">São Leopoldo, RS</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Peixes solitários, loucos e amontoados.<br />São os peixes canadenses.<br />Pra que lado eu vou?<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"></span></div></div>Nunca se perguntavam. As bolhas respondiam.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-9104009139891776273?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-31826681324118927632010-01-28T11:05:00.003-02:002010-01-28T11:28:33.993-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2GMPKRcUcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vCjnf9v0c_A/s1600-h/galinha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431776817668968898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2GMPKRcUcI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vCjnf9v0c_A/s320/galinha.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Guaíba,RS</span></div><p><span style="color:#000000;">O galo fica 15 segundos parado e pensa: "fui".<br />Simples e legal.<br />Uma nova amizade de maratona.<br />Deve ser um grande pai do tempo.</p><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3182668132411892763?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-43452237832000974842010-01-27T11:30:00.020-02:002010-01-27T14:24:29.019-02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">O SEGUNDO DIA</span> </div><div align="left"><br /><strong>COMO ALIMENTAR<br /></strong><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BAy8HItnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Jc5NRvNkJ_A/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431412394482513522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BAy8HItnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Jc5NRvNkJ_A/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /></a>Alimentação é muito importante.<br />Quando Ramsés come ele tenta voar.<br />Se beber fica calmo.<br />As comidas são:<br /><br /><em>Banana esmagada Papinha<br /></em><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BB3Os0qSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wb0fTVEcWag/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413567703525666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BB3Os0qSI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wb0fTVEcWag/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>DIFICULDADE PARA COMER<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BBbseOIhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qx_C7K_VV-c/s1600-h/8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413094659006994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BBbseOIhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qx_C7K_VV-c/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ramsés não comia muito.<br />Bebia muito, e voltava ao ninho.<br />Tinha que tentar umas 7 vezes para comer a papinha de segunda.<br />Ramsés comia papinha quando era macia.<br /><br /><strong>CALMO DENTRO DE CASA<br /></strong><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCN4jsrhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ExmV68h3x2o/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431413956896665106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCN4jsrhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ExmV68h3x2o/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /></a>Não assobiava de nenhuma forma dentro de casa.<br />Porque não tinha árvores.<br />Mais gracioso do que feliz.<br /><br /><strong>VOO COM BALEIA</strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCgkvN2rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lbv0ZTy2l6o/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414277993781938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCgkvN2rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lbv0ZTy2l6o/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /></a>Quando voltou ao ninho, saiu para levantar as asas.<br />Estava tentando voar.<br />Tentando com cansaço.<br />Ficava tonto, como se estivesse envenenado.<br /><br /><strong>MINHOCA COM PARDAL!</strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCyIJvN9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/R-pYR9e0lA4/s1600-h/11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431414579558037458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BCyIJvN9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/R-pYR9e0lA4/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ramsés estava com fome de grito.<br />Depois de 10 minutos, minha irmã achou a minhoca.<br />Depois de tanto esforço, Ramsés não comeu.<br /><br /><strong>TRISTEZA</strong><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BDLyUOmzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VRzpNiG__Ok/s1600-h/13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431415020373056306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BDLyUOmzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VRzpNiG__Ok/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /></a>O que mais poderia ter acontecido?<br />Ramsés não se mexeu abria o bico não bebia água.<br />Fui acordar minha irmã:<br />-Eu acho que o Ramsés tá morrendo!<br />Ela foi correndo para a cozinha e falou:<br />-Cadê ele? E a caixa?<br />Eu falei:<br />-Lá fora!<br />Abri a porta, corremos pro quintal e lá estava o Ramsés com uma cara que ia morrer.<br />Minha irmã fez um carinho em suas costas e eu fiz um carinho na cabeça até o pescoço até ele fechar os olhos para sempre.<br /><br /><strong>HORA DO CÉU</strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BDpxgYyqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9au4RM9kvAE/s1600-h/12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431415535551695522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BDpxgYyqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/9au4RM9kvAE/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /></a>Pardal Ramsés voltou ao céu às 10h de 27 de janeiro de 2010. Era de Capricórnio.<br /><br /><strong>DESPEDIDA<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BEzUX_aHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/FufJL4iah9U/s1600-h/14.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416799042168946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BEzUX_aHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/FufJL4iah9U/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sol e chuva vieram acenar.<br /><br /><strong>ENTERRO DE RAMSÉS<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BEX5MNu1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3Q9yXqlRp-c/s1600-h/15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431416327888550738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BEX5MNu1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3Q9yXqlRp-c/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /></a>Um bonequinho que eu pintei é a cruz.<br />Enterramos lá na horta preferida.<br /><br /><strong>EXTRA: COISAS QUE RAMSÉS GOSTAVA<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BFIUif-bI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9I5RHX28N7Y/s1600-h/imagem+241.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431417159863499186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S2BFIUif-bI/AAAAAAAAAQE/9I5RHX28N7Y/s200/imagem+241.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ramsés era muito esportivo, brincalhão e calmo e explorador.<br /><br />Foi um pardal da época moderna. Andou de carro, de elevador, visitou prédios, conheceu casa por dentro. Viu geladeira. E soube amar. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4345223783200097484?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-3751406857395633972010-01-26T18:29:00.021-02:002010-01-27T11:57:34.756-02:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">- SERÁ QUE VAI SOBREVIVER? -</span> </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">O PRIMEIRO DIA: 26/01</span> </div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><strong>EU E MINHA IRMÃ</strong> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19VlrsodFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u-4wZsR7OAo/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431153781505553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19VlrsodFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/u-4wZsR7OAo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Na saída do restaurante, na frente da garagem, um lindo bebê de pardal.<br />Poderia ter morrido o pobre, dedo torto, sem força nas asas.<br />Minha irmã não gosta de animais domésticos, o amor por um pardal era sensacional.<br />Dedos tortos iguais ao goleiro Manga.<br /><br /><strong>LUGAR URBANO DE RAMSÉS</strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19VyzdRdpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gfNjgIaV-DI/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431154006926915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19VyzdRdpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gfNjgIaV-DI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></a> A casa de Ramsés foi primeiro uma mão,<br />depois uma caixa de papelão,<br />depois um ninho velho<br />também sem pai nem mãe.<br />Ele tenta rapidamente sair de casa<br />quando deseja comer.<br />Sua boca quer voar. </div><p><strong>AVENTURAS NAS FOLHAS<br /></strong><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19WAhfoTEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1O9WSCN0WKI/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431154242623130690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19WAhfoTEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1O9WSCN0WKI/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /></a>Olhando as folhas, Ramsés pulou para ver formigas.<br />Cada folha para Ramsés era uma cabana de 2,10 metros.<br />Uma aventura de pulos.<br /><br /><strong>FLORES EM POSES<br /></strong><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19WO4ZWO-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ppZVLnOG8Rg/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431154489288965090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19WO4ZWO-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ppZVLnOG8Rg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Voltando ao ninho, cheio de aventuras, Ramsés ficou quieto.<br />Nenhuma flor estava ao seu lado.<br />Feliz e muito calmo.<br />Poses paradas são normais para Ramsés.<br /><br /><strong>LENDO</strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431151712228323858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S19TtPCfshI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cl9cGeD4Yeg/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /> Vendo bem Ramsés, fechava um olho e abria o outro.<br />Em cada passo para o ninho é um esforço.<br />Até que se deitou numa das asas. Leu e cansou.<br />Foi deitar e dormir por cinco minutos. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-375140685739563397?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-67145447330494704762010-01-20T18:13:00.004-02:002010-01-21T10:02:43.714-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S1dkME624VI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZygIbZ-K0eo/s1600-h/euvibichos+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428918034460238162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S1dkME624VI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZygIbZ-K0eo/s320/euvibichos+076.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;">(Esteio, RS)</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">Um cavalo, branco com pintas pretas.</div><div align="left">Estava tomando banho.</div><div align="left">Ficam calmos os cavalos quando tomam banho.</div><div align="left">Esse cavalo não parava de beber a água do seu chuveiro.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-6714544733049470476?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-26233117970776454472010-01-07T23:13:00.002-02:002010-01-07T23:17:07.550-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S0aHXGrRVOI/AAAAAAAAANE/f5c0o0nE5eQ/s1600-h/correio+gato.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424171632213185762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S0aHXGrRVOI/AAAAAAAAANE/f5c0o0nE5eQ/s320/correio+gato.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#990000;">(Mossoró, RN)</span></div><br />Esse gato, eu bati duas fotos:<br />uma o gato completo<br />e a outra como correio<br />Ele ficava tão bêbado<br />de dar voltas na mesa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2623311797077645447?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-25902661434719115512010-01-04T15:14:00.002-02:002010-01-04T15:31:19.374-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S0IluqedLII/AAAAAAAAAM8/OnKQlJ2mEYg/s1600-h/gatinho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/S0IluqedLII/AAAAAAAAAM8/OnKQlJ2mEYg/s320/gatinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422938384913738882" border="0" /></a><br />Essa foto foi escolhida na nossa promoção. Leia o depoimento de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Rosana Sperotto</span>:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Bibi chegou numa caixinha, uns dias antes do Natal de 2008. O dono da sua mãe disse ao meu marido que era uma fêmea. Quando abri o presente, minha tia estava ao lado, às voltas com os biscoitos natalinos que preparávamos. Como para seu cachorro ela é conhecida como Bibi, olhei pra "gatinha" e disse: Olha, tia Dada, é a Bibi! E o nome ficou. Só depois de uns dois meses conosco descobrimos que a Bibi tinha um "tico" (tiquinho de nada), mas daí não dava mais para batizá-lo novamente. Com um ano, Bibi continua um crianção, fazendo todas as gracinhas que derretem o pessoal aqui de casa. É o nosso bebê, que dorme na cama junto, ganha cafunés o dia todo e quase nos mata de preocupação quando some para um passeio pelo quintal ou uma soneca embaixo de alguma árvore. Vi, de todos os animais, eu adoro mesmo é gato (e borboleta)!"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2590266143471911551?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-75948677234631899452009-12-29T18:05:00.005-02:002009-12-29T21:10:17.377-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SzqLJ3jw6aI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VQixzaYyL4w/s1600-h/067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SzqLJ3jw6aI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VQixzaYyL4w/s320/067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420798103142853026" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">(Porto Alegre, RS)</span><br /></div><br /><em></em>Estranha a vida de pato, garça e filhotes de pato.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Isso é também estranho: olhar uma minhoca<br />luminosa no meio do ar, no fio.</span><br />Lagartixa sofre mais para fugir da pessoa que para se assustar.<br />Olhe que a coisa mais simples pode ser de uma vida esquisita.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-7594867723463189945?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-8787499535196371232009-12-10T14:21:00.004-02:002009-12-13T10:24:49.334-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SyEg90AkriI/AAAAAAAAAME/9KlUmQ1QxTw/s1600-h/007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413644473381203490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SyEg90AkriI/AAAAAAAAAME/9KlUmQ1QxTw/s320/007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SyEgw5Q7xeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/G5vtMS4TzM4/s1600-h/004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413644251453703650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SyEgw5Q7xeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/G5vtMS4TzM4/s320/004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#330033;">(Porto Alegre, RS)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Vida de ave é uma vida calma nos rios de capitais como no Guaíba.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Aqueles patos eram patos incríveis e espertos.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Aquele momento foi sensacional.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#330033;">Nunca vi um momento tão legal com as aves.</span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-878749953519637123?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-15403036856271486892009-11-25T16:27:00.002-02:002009-11-25T16:32:23.259-02:00<span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;">w<span style="font-family:arial;">não perca seu prêmio do blog.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;">Fale sobre ele!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;">Mande a foto!!! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-1540303685627148689?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-39934630187345237112009-11-22T11:35:00.003-02:002009-11-22T11:50:49.046-02:00<span style="font-size:180%;">Claro, o cão não é escolhido por sorteio.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Maltês e West White Terrier são os melhores pequenos para qualquer lugar.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Basset-Hound é uma calma aventura.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Beagle, uma aventura selvagem.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Pastores, um guarda amigo.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3993463018734523711?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-53457738794878956012009-11-21T11:14:00.004-02:002009-11-21T11:23:38.963-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SwfowsxgOyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Y8g7VQUJ8Bs/s1600/072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406545801031727906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SwfowsxgOyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Y8g7VQUJ8Bs/s320/072.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#006600;">São Leopoldo, RS</span><br /><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">O gato não precisa de ferro</div><div align="justify">de passar.</div><div align="justify">Seu corpo já é passado.</div><div align="justify"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5345773879487895601?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-86362340736386918272009-11-12T15:07:00.006-02:002009-11-12T16:40:55.173-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvxCQeSdM7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/q8YVMIH_GSg/s1600-h/euvibichos+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403266503713567666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvxCQeSdM7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/q8YVMIH_GSg/s320/euvibichos+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Torres, RS</span></div><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">5- </span>o quinto da nossa lista de inteligente pode viver no mar: <em>ASSUSTADOR! O tubarão. Ele pode saber cheirar a 100 km e pode saber o que a pessoa pensa.</em></span></p><p><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">4-</span><span style="color:#ff9900;"> o quarto da nossa lista é um bicho fofo, a maioria tem. O CACHORRO. Bicho que cheira muito bem e escuta. O cachorro pode achar comida a partir de tudo que cheira. Pelo som, ouve barulhos estranhos numa média de 2 km.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#00cccc;"><span style="color:#ff9900;">3- </span>o terceiro da lista pode ser pequeninho. Rouba doce. É a FORMIGA. Sabe onde é a sua COZINHA.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#00cccc;">2- o segundo fala com as patas: o ORANGOTANGO.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color:#00cccc;">1- o primeiro é da África. O elefante sabe se tem furacão ou tipo.</span></em></p><p><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8636234073638691827?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-61077229206258982792009-11-08T11:13:00.004-02:002009-11-08T11:29:01.257-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvbEl4_hrwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rMmclPQihuE/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401720958310526722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvbEl4_hrwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rMmclPQihuE/s320/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#663366;">Guaíba, RS</span><br /><br /><div align="left">Pavão o bicho que tem medo mais da comida do que da pessoa.</div><div align="left">Claro! Opa! Ele também tem medo da pessoa.</div><div align="left">Muitas vezes eles comem todos longe da COMIDA.</div><div align="left">O PAVÃO GOSTA DE CALOR DE 29ºATÉ OS 34º. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-6107722920625898279?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-10728374130846846202009-11-04T14:11:00.005-02:002009-11-04T14:32:53.388-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvGsTMX0kVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tpfS3E-HL8M/s1600-h/vi+e+pai.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400286873932566866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvGsTMX0kVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tpfS3E-HL8M/s320/vi+e+pai.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SvGpWInvj3I/AAAAAAAAAIM/EwIU7InmpSc/s1600-h/vicente1.jpg"><span style="font-size:+0;"></span></a><span style="color:#ffff00;">São Leopoldo, RS</span><br /><br /><div align="left">1 erro-Escrevi um texto todo errado.</div><br /><br /><div align="left">2 erro-Eliminei uma enquete errada.</div><br /><br /><div align="left">3 erro-Uma enquete todo errada.</div><br /><br /><div align="left">4 erro-Tranca a enquete.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-1072837413084684620?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-927773955541444032009-11-02T17:18:00.004-02:002009-11-02T20:42:12.914-02:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Su9gB2Zmr8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/pPox-NZTqv0/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399640063139557314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Su9gB2Zmr8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/pPox-NZTqv0/s320/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000099;"> Guaíba (RS)</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">Labrador cão de companhia.<br />Pug cão de amizade.<br />Shih-tzu cão de observar.<br />Salsicha e Beagle cão de passeio.<br />Basset Hound cão da atenção ao dono como amor ao dono.<br />Pastor Alemão cão da corrida.<br />Qual é seu preferido?</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-92777395554144403?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-45862952848965217102009-10-29T15:21:00.004-02:002009-10-29T18:52:27.246-02:00O primeiro Pug encontrado no Brasil foi na época de 70.<br />O primeiro Pug encontrado foi na China.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4586295284896521710?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-89221796957848001512009-10-20T20:10:00.003-02:002009-10-22T15:18:48.488-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SuCT0uaQvGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gODDVMxsmdA/s1600-h/DSC01284.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395474887610514530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SuCT0uaQvGI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gODDVMxsmdA/s320/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SuCSwfHs13I/AAAAAAAAAHs/V2lLGQF_a4Y/s1600-h/DSC01286.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395473715275028338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SuCSwfHs13I/AAAAAAAAAHs/V2lLGQF_a4Y/s320/DSC01286.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff9900;"><span style="color:#999900;">Guaíba (RS)</span><br /></span><br /><div align="center"><div></div><br /><div align="justify">Cachorro cheira, ouvi, 100 vezes melhor do que as pessoas.<br />Claro! O gato é o mesmo.<br />O elefante já sente se vai chover ou não.</div><div align="justify"> </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8922179695784800151?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-82050022611528389582009-10-19T15:47:00.005-02:002009-10-22T15:21:32.658-02:00Uma tv blog ou o meu blog de futebol.<br /><br /><a href="http://zonadeagriao.blogspot.com/">Confira</a>. Últimas notícias.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8205002261152838958?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-40810538427987760262009-10-17T18:31:00.005-03:002009-10-22T15:23:40.603-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sto453TE0yI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UTOGBJdFqsk/s1600-h/euvibichos+065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393686070477247266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sto453TE0yI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UTOGBJdFqsk/s320/euvibichos+065.jpg" border="0" /></a> Minha música não deu para gravar, mas vou escrever.<br /><br />Cacholândia e gatolândia.<br /><br />Minha oportunidade é salvar cachorro abandonado com comida.<br />Vou um dia ajudá-lo!<br />Quando não estiver sozinho só vai estar no meu lado.<br /><br />Gato, a maioria vende quando quer.<br />Os gatos são mais vendidos aqueles que têm pêlo.<br />Alguns tentam brincar, mas só...<br />se arranha.<br />Dádádá!<br />Mais todo mundo vai gostar dos gatos ou dos cachorros!<br />Ban!!<br /><br /><div>Fazendas dos bichos</div><div></div><div>Muitos bichos são criado pelo homem.</div><div>Mumumu!</div><div>São espertos ou inteligentes ou safados.</div><div>Muuu!</div><div>Fofos?Muito!</div><div>Tantantantan!</div><div>Comem grama ou parecido.</div><div>Oooooooo!</div><div>Tam...</div><div>Qual será que é melhor?</div><div>Qual sera é o mais inteligente?</div><div>Mun!Mun!</div><div>Lálá...</div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4081053842798776026?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-3779146618242476302009-10-11T11:19:00.005-03:002009-10-11T11:36:55.938-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/StHp6bWhf9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/nH50N9bou8s/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391347418923106258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/StHp6bWhf9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/nH50N9bou8s/s400/DSC00970.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff9900;">Lages, RN </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"><br /></span><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Temperatura boa para o animal é entre 24 graus e 29 graus.</div><div align="left">1 a 15 usa roupa.</div><div align="left">30 a 40 vai cortar o pelo.</div><div align="left">0 a -45 estará só dentro de casa.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-377914661824247630?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-51891771978483196542009-10-09T13:22:00.004-03:002009-10-09T16:35:52.303-03:00<div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ss9l-Q-G_iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ljdh-b8O29s/s1600-h/euvibichos+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390639399367540258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ss9l-Q-G_iI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ljdh-b8O29s/s400/euvibichos+034.jpg" border="0" /></a> PORTO ALEGRE - RS<br /><span style="color:#996633;"></span><br /><span style="color:#996633;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">Esse cão</span> </span><span style="color:#ff6666;">é muito pouco brabo, mas se pessoas estranhas ficam perto dele, ele MORDE.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">MORDE é a palavra que as pessoas tem medo do ANIMAL.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Já fiquei perto de uma COBRA, claro não me dei mal.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Se fosse eu, já espantei MARIMBONDO, ARANHA e FORMIGAS FEIAS E brabas</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Mostre, se o animal vai te morder, fique PARADO.</span><br /><span style="color:#996633;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5189177197848319654?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-72146542037827207092009-10-04T21:15:00.005-03:002009-10-04T21:38:56.672-03:00<div align="left"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ssk_f_RdeUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wMXL8zhL9mk/s1600-h/euvibichos+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388908247918672194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ssk_f_RdeUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/wMXL8zhL9mk/s400/euvibichos+073.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ssk8OST886I/AAAAAAAAAGA/CM_Jsl3dGX8/s1600-h/euvibichos+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388904645256868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Ssk8OST886I/AAAAAAAAAGA/CM_Jsl3dGX8/s400/euvibichos+058.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff0000;">Torres, RS</span></div><br /><br /><br />Olha a pata, notou que ele tem um dedo extra?<br />Hoje é o dia dos animais.<br />Hoje, se cuidou dos animais, fez a coisa certa.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-7214654203782720709?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-28787747333374883072009-10-03T16:07:00.004-03:002009-10-03T16:59:33.289-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SseoiwmEqGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pMRqntI1Rfs/s1600-h/euvibichos+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388460794285697122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SseoiwmEqGI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pMRqntI1Rfs/s200/euvibichos+024.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;">São Leopoldo, RS</span></div><p>Gravidez é a das coisas estranhas de se ver, minha pomba ganhou semana passada os filhinhos.</p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sseh8YD8gkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WPLdBx0cmWc/s1600-h/euvibichos+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388453537795310146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sseh8YD8gkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WPLdBx0cmWc/s400/euvibichos+025.jpg" border="0" /></a> E os filhos dela não param quietos de uma vez.</div><div align="left">Leste, oeste, norte e sul de São Leopoldo.</div><div align="left">Algumas pessoas fazem cirurgia no cachorro para não ter filhote.</div><div align="left">Tamanho filhote de pomba: três quindins.</div><div align="left">Tamanho filhote de aranha: cinco farelos. <br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2878774733337488307?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-59152256448893986482009-10-01T15:52:00.005-03:002009-10-03T17:18:20.993-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsT9nxVBZtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eFKeC7cbbJo/s1600-h/euvibichos+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387709913940190930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsT9nxVBZtI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eFKeC7cbbJo/s400/euvibichos+076.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcccc;">Porto Al</span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">egre</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">O sabiá é muito esperto e malandro.</span></div><div align="left">Com a pessoa nem me fale rouba planta e ferros da casa.</div><div align="left">Nunca vi um animal tão sapeca como esse.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: uma meia<span style="color:#000000;"> </span></div><p><span style="color:#ffcccc;"></span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsT78k9jHEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KKOFd3mf14Y/s1600-h/euvibichos+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387708072374508610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsT78k9jHEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KKOFd3mf14Y/s400/euvibichos+075.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">P</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">orto </span><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Alegre, </span><span style="color:#33ffff;">RS</span></div><p><span style="color:#000000;">Sabiá chama sua namorada com seu barulho.Tambem nem para só isso esse só chama a namorada.</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Piu hau!</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">piiiu!</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">hauhuauhau!</span></p><p><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5915225644889398648?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-52929960672856791792009-09-28T13:50:00.004-03:002009-09-28T15:15:19.408-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsD3X3m3b3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LEe4IO9oaB0/s1600-h/euvibichos+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386577143771131762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SsD3X3m3b3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/LEe4IO9oaB0/s400/euvibichos+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffcc66;"> São Leopoldo, RS</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffcc66;"><span style="color:#000000;">A pomba (foto) esperando seu filhote com moikano.</span></span></div><div align="left">Cachorro odeia ir ao cabeleireiro.</div><div align="left">Urso estilo descabelado.</div><div align="left">Animal pode ter penteados por todo corpo.</div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5292996067285679179?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-39597127576747392982009-09-25T17:51:00.003-03:002009-09-25T18:13:53.728-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sr0v7yjTxsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_vagl8rimFY/s1600-h/abelha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sr0v7yjTxsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_vagl8rimFY/s400/abelha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385513433633638082" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Porto Alegre (RS)</span><br /></div><br />Abelha o bicho que inventou o ferrão.<br />Abelha adora carona de carro amarelo.<br />Ela pensa que o carro é a abelha rainha.<br />Tamanho: um anel.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3959712757674739298?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-31931556571685925692009-09-17T17:26:00.003-03:002009-09-17T19:32:24.989-03:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SrKcMStvI2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/S2wAj5rT5uo/s1600-h/euvibichos+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382536239657198434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SrKcMStvI2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/S2wAj5rT5uo/s400/euvibichos+001.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> <span style="color:#999900;">Mossoró, RN</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Casa animal é diferente da nossa.</span></div><div align="left">Formigueiro: todos juntos a trabalhar sem descanso!</div><div align="left">Colmeia: Eric fica de férias e Ricardo vai trabalhar!</div><div align="left">Lagoa: chefe ou qualquer do grupo pode espantar os jacarés. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3193155657168592569?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-9681718719447120292009-09-14T16:15:00.005-03:002009-09-14T17:44:26.205-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sq6agocLGxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9Row-6gzkyA/s1600-h/euvibichos+081.jpg"><span style="color:#ffff33;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381408490156399378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sq6agocLGxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9Row-6gzkyA/s400/euvibichos+081.jpg" border="0" /></span></a> <span style="color:#ffff33;">Esteio, RS</span></div><p align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">O boi é agressivo com pessoas que fazem coisas estranhas.</span></p><div align="left">Tem vários tipos de espécies. <div align="left">Com chifre: dorme pouco.</div><div align="left">Sem chifre: dorminhoco.<br /></div></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-968171871944712029?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-65134195451750662142009-09-13T09:59:00.004-03:002009-09-13T10:21:17.033-03:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqzuQ7hBGPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PXy_m_IlnQo/s1600-h/DSC01096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380937629422393586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqzuQ7hBGPI/AAAAAAAAAEw/PXy_m_IlnQo/s400/DSC01096.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;">São Leopoldo, RS</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">A aranha gosta mais do sol de 30 graus.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: uma bola pula-pula.</div><div align="left">Tenta atacar a luz.</div><div align="left">Só não encontra na Sibéria e Alasca. </div><p><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span></p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-6513419545175066214?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-52249522972630063052009-09-11T13:40:00.005-03:002009-09-11T14:08:23.496-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqqBTVHpIQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sJzkGjslKfc/s1600-h/euvibichos+111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380254873934176514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqqBTVHpIQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sJzkGjslKfc/s400/euvibichos+111.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffff00;">Esteio, RS</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><div align="left">As conversas de animais têm que ser baixinhas pro ouvido não doer.</div><div align="left">Conversa de coelho: entradas.</div><div align="left">Conversa de cachorro: como está sua vida.</div><div align="left">Conversa de cavalo: muito bem!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5224952297263006305?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-58346483738775304642009-09-08T14:41:00.006-03:002009-09-08T15:41:28.989-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqaYUBWIIVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HQjRaPHMIxg/s1600-h/euvibichos+107.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154274666684754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqaYUBWIIVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HQjRaPHMIxg/s400/euvibichos+107.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#663333;"> Esteio, RN</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="justify">A ovelha tem vários tipos de pelo. </div><div align="justify">Tem pelo liso, pelo fofo, pelo curto e pelo encaracolado.</div><div align="justify">Algumas ovelhas são medrosas, curiosas, obedientes e calmas.</div><div align="justify">Os filhotes de ovelha são os mais agitados. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5834648373877530464?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-70069183137259552382009-09-05T10:33:00.005-03:002009-09-05T15:17:14.265-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqJqpV4AZmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wI5uwoNsSto/s1600-h/euvibichos+118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377978163513026146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqJqpV4AZmI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wI5uwoNsSto/s400/euvibichos+118.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> Esteio, RS</span><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">A galinha é raro ver em cidades.</div><div align="left">O % da galinha vendida em restaurante é maior que ela viva.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: dez óculos.</div><div align="left">Encontra em todas fazendas.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-7006918313725955238?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-50168604951274231422009-09-04T13:42:00.002-03:002009-09-04T13:56:50.267-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqFD6ONMS8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TmIKmV1PsWk/s1600-h/flor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377654097581984706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SqFD6ONMS8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TmIKmV1PsWk/s400/flor.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Mossoró, RN</span><br /></span><br /><div align="left">O beija-flor tem medo da pessoas que ficam perto, até seis metros.</div><div align="left">Ele beija todas as flores da árvore.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: uma carteira de cigarro.</div><div align="left">Encontra em todos os lugares que tem árvore.</div><div align="left">Voa como uma borboleta.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5016860495127423142?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-6627107372093465002009-08-31T22:04:00.002-03:002011-12-19T13:44:41.840-02:00Para aprender como seu cachorro senta.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UpUyxXNC0mU?fs=1" width="459"></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-662710737209346500?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-29578544141344842422009-08-30T14:26:00.006-03:002009-08-30T14:54:21.935-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Spq4KxbVf8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/IQEbxhTofIA/s1600-h/filhote.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375811600426303426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Spq4KxbVf8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/IQEbxhTofIA/s400/filhote.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#33cc00;">Porto Alegre, RS</span><br /></div><div align="left">O filhote de pomba: fica no ninho quase todo dia.<br />Filhote de joão-de-barro: pouco arteiro espera sua mãe fazer o ninho para entrar.<br />Filhote de passarinho: pensa que a pomba é mãe dele.<br />Safadinhos, esses filhotes de aves.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2957854414134484242?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-83078576028617940852009-08-27T18:44:00.006-03:002009-08-27T20:51:32.621-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Spb-tZ9ZJqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sqLJ5WXS6LM/s1600-h/DSC01233.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374763261329221282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Spb-tZ9ZJqI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sqLJ5WXS6LM/s400/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;"> São Leopoldo, RS</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Amor de pomba: a fêmea é pouco tímida e o macho fica na casa.</span></div><div align="left">Amor de leão: o amor de leão, sexo dormindo.</div><div align="left">Amor de hipopótamo: na comida e ficar no sol.</div><div align="left">Amor de ganso: nadam na lagoa.</div><p></p><p><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span></p><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8307857602861794085?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-54690384464514978962009-08-24T18:14:00.003-03:002009-08-24T18:51:11.994-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SpMDUrRQbfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bNRz6McsvhU/s1600-h/euvibichos+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373642434130505202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SpMDUrRQbfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bNRz6McsvhU/s400/euvibichos+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;"> </span><span style="color:#666666;">Mossoró, RN Foto: Vicente</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">Os tímidos tem vários tipos de timidez.</span></div><div align="left">Gato de rua: tímido do seu corpo.<br />Jegue: tímido das pessoas.</div><div align="left">Cachorro de rua: tímido de conseguir a pessoa.</div><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5469038446451497896?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-40466821773111358502009-08-23T09:41:00.002-03:002009-08-23T10:19:02.972-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SpE5491beMI/AAAAAAAAADo/E3TupOjKPzs/s1600-h/euvibichos+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373139481263831234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SpE5491beMI/AAAAAAAAADo/E3TupOjKPzs/s400/euvibichos+040.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#33cc00;"> São Leopoldo, RS Foto:Vicente</span><br /><br /><div align="left">As pombas encontra das 6h30 às 18h30.</div><div align="left">Os passarinhos encontra das 6h50 às 18h35.</div><div align="left">Os bem-te-vis encontra das 7h10 às 18h15.</div><div align="left">Os quero-queros encontra das 7h55 às 19h15. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4046682177311135850?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-84424873203388869102009-08-21T16:23:00.002-03:002009-08-21T16:50:47.555-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/So73leSef7I/AAAAAAAAADg/flMIpMcRPPY/s1600-h/euvibichos+050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372503628657360818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/So73leSef7I/AAAAAAAAADg/flMIpMcRPPY/s400/euvibichos+050.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc9933;"> São Leopoldo, RS Foto: Vicente<br /></span><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">O mosquito voa meio estranho. </div><div align="left">Não é de ficar perto de pessoas.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: um pavio de vela.</div><div align="left">Encontra em todo mundo.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8442487320338886910?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-51781351063338196382009-08-20T15:43:00.002-03:002009-08-21T16:54:15.653-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/So2ZwFxn_-I/AAAAAAAAADY/K2sfRQ2Q94o/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372118981985959906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/So2ZwFxn_-I/AAAAAAAAADY/K2sfRQ2Q94o/s400/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc33;">Natal, RN foto: Vicente</span></div><br />O peixe brinca de pega-pega.<br />Medo de muita luz.<br />Tamanho: 1,5 cubo mágico.<br />Encontra: rios, mares, lagos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5178135106333819638?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-20922012975521478432009-08-19T12:49:00.005-03:002009-08-19T13:22:48.645-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SowgKST1eXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4stUtxLnbgw/s1600-h/euvibichos+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371703816631974258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SowgKST1eXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/4stUtxLnbgw/s400/euvibichos+039.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#33ccff;"> São Leopoldo, RS Foto: Vicente<br /></span><br /><div align="left">A pomba sempre mexe a cabeça pra cima e pra baixo.</div><div align="left">Fica com medo das pessoas nas férias e em dia normal nem tanto.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: uma meia de adulto.</div><div align="left">Encontra nas cidades e fazendas.</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2092201297552147843?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-25037990341152471432009-08-18T15:31:00.004-03:002009-08-21T16:55:46.516-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sor1Z0oCsgI/AAAAAAAAADI/UZuT1OeZTDo/s1600-h/bem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371375329564865026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sor1Z0oCsgI/AAAAAAAAADI/UZuT1OeZTDo/s400/bem.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#003300;">Mossoró, RN foto:Vicente<br /></span><br /><br /><div align="left">Os bem-te-vis estavam louquinhos.</div><div align="left">Pareciam os filhinhos do ganso.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: um celular</div><div align="left">Não encontra muito na cidade. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2503799034115247143?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-81141436191101609622009-08-17T16:16:00.006-03:002009-08-17T18:19:23.579-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SomtXgFuUOI/AAAAAAAAADA/3RuKATJp5xg/s1600-h/euvibichos+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371014649878565090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SomtXgFuUOI/AAAAAAAAADA/3RuKATJp5xg/s400/euvibichos+047.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;">São Leopoldo, RS foto:Vicente</span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">O marimbondo devolve para pessoa.</div><div align="left">Mata um vem três.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: 2,5 bolas de gude</div><div align="left">Encontra em todo lugar.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8114143619110160962?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-9677473245279395642009-08-16T11:07:00.007-03:002009-08-17T18:08:02.267-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SogT3gzALrI/AAAAAAAAACg/oQqYCZJuBGc/s1600-h/euvibichos+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370564400056905394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SogT3gzALrI/AAAAAAAAACg/oQqYCZJuBGc/s400/euvibichos+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">São Leopoldo, RS</span> foto:vicente</div><p>Os filhotes de inseto ficam pouco sozinhos.<br />Filhote de besouro: livres e dorminhocos.<br />Filhote de marimbondo: quando mata o pai, ele tenta devolver.<br />Filhote de formiga: não sabe os riscos que entra. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-967747324527939564?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-75473817583504021372009-08-15T11:00:00.013-03:002009-09-05T11:00:51.409-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Soa_7qzGhjI/AAAAAAAAACI/vVzorx0GwPg/s1600-h/euvibichos+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370190637507708466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Soa_7qzGhjI/AAAAAAAAACI/vVzorx0GwPg/s400/euvibichos+017.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#33cc00;">Mossoró, RN</span> foto:Vicente</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">A borboleta parecia que estava morta.<br />Voou assustando as pessoas.<br />Encontra em todos lugares.<br />Tamanho: três bolas de gude.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-7547381758350402137?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-42707546717366561462009-08-14T14:10:00.006-03:002009-08-21T16:57:06.407-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoWbJLXkdwI/AAAAAAAAACA/unNvKRFGCj4/s1600-h/euvibichos+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369868712681961218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoWbJLXkdwI/AAAAAAAAACA/unNvKRFGCj4/s400/euvibichos+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ccccff;"><span style="color:#339999;">Tibau,RN</span> Foto:Vicente</span></div><span style="color:#ccccff;"><div align="left"><br /></span>O cachorro policial do bar.<br />Cada pessoa que entrava no bar ele olhava.<br />Curioso e bem feliz olhando a praia.<br />Encontra em todo mundo.<br />Raça labrador Retriever.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-4270754671736656146?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-56431207926872110782009-08-13T19:16:00.006-03:002009-08-21T17:09:23.589-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoSRf621HGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E2afZQDnkJs/s1600-h/euvibichos+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369576633293675618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoSRf621HGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E2afZQDnkJs/s400/euvibichos+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="font-size:100%;">Areia Branca, RN</span></span> Foto:Vicente<br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"><span style="font-size:100%;"></div></span></span><div align="center"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">Lagarto, o caçador de inseto.</span></div><div align="left">Encontra muito no deserto.</div><div align="left">Caminhante e sedutor.</div><div align="left">Tamanho: duas lagartixas. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-5643120792687211078?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-63523588851458882722009-08-12T09:45:00.006-03:002009-08-12T10:22:14.800-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoK62M-llcI/AAAAAAAAABo/KDHfIkEp0NI/s1600-h/euvibichos+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369059146138490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoK62M-llcI/AAAAAAAAABo/KDHfIkEp0NI/s400/euvibichos+034.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">Areia Branca, RN</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><div align="left">Parece que estavam namorando.</div><div align="left">A mosca tentava picar as pessoas.</div><div align="left">A aranha no sol feliz.</div><div align="left">Encontra deserto e pantanal poucas fazendas a mosca.</div><div align="left">A aranha todo lugar.</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-6352358885145888272?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-81889082305514273752009-08-11T10:01:00.008-03:002009-09-05T11:01:38.595-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoFtm5wHQpI/AAAAAAAAABg/1xMjgCILl_4/s1600-h/euvibichos+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368692745907421842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoFtm5wHQpI/AAAAAAAAABg/1xMjgCILl_4/s400/euvibichos+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc9933;"> Mossoró,RN</span> foto: Vicente<br /></div><div align="left">O bicho da folha gosta de voar nas pessoas.<br />Na folha no sol o bicho da folha adora.<br />Encontra na fazenda e pantanal.<br />O bicho da folha não morde.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8188908230551427375?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-80647795614919287312009-08-10T09:48:00.005-03:002009-08-21T17:03:10.218-03:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoAXu9u1keI/AAAAAAAAABY/TKlhmXuYD2s/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368316851438064098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/SoAXu9u1keI/AAAAAAAAABY/TKlhmXuYD2s/s400/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#999900;"> Natal, RN foto: Vicente</span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Um gato medroso, tímido, só lambe.</div><div align="left">Gosta de pessoas pelo cheiro.</div><div align="left">Dorme embaixo de uma mesa de Fla-Flu e de um extintor.</div><div align="left">Em dia de chuva paga aluguel.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-8064779561491928731?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-24309441331362859192009-08-09T12:06:00.003-03:002009-08-21T17:00:05.040-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sn7mqDOjkNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1X9rknZwjRk/s1600-h/foto+sorrindo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367981415967461586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sn7mqDOjkNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/1X9rknZwjRk/s400/foto+sorrindo.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc33cc;">Lajes, RN</span> Foto: Vicente <div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Jegue, tipo o burro. </div><div align="justify">Foto no posto em Lajes.</div><div align="justify">Obediente, calmo, não ataca.</div><div align="justify">Estranho olhar na cidade. </div><div align="justify"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-2430944133136285919?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3371609631386940128.post-34613775101262771932009-08-08T11:22:00.004-03:002009-08-21T16:59:04.940-03:00<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367598489861864290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JQncIitWkJI/Sn2KY0Uju2I/AAAAAAAAABA/6RgoDa05D6s/s400/la+bico.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Mossoró, RN</span> Foto: Vicente</div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">Todos os gansos ficavam em fila para tomar banho na lagoa. </div><div align="justify">Pouco depois iam comer. </div><div align="justify">Quando chove eles balançam a cabeça. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3371609631386940128-3461377510126277193?l=euvibichos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Vicente Carpinejarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13662043765149623961noreply@blogger.com2