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		<title>by: Shannon</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39518</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 18:33:12 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Dear Adam,

I can't figure out how to email you directly to give you an invitation, so how about you email me!  It's for a good cause, please email OutsidetheBox(at)ymail.com

Thanks,
shannon</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Adam,</p>
<p>I can&#8217;t figure out how to email you directly to give you an invitation, so how about you email me!  It&#8217;s for a good cause, please email OutsidetheBox(at)ymail.com</p>
<p>Thanks,<br />
shannon
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		<title>by: David</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39379</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 02:12:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>That's what I'm talking about, Aunt Sam, and those pictures are priceless.  No way there wasn't a huge smile on the Duchess of Rescue's face when she read your post and clicked on the link to those photos.

You're right, It's Pat!  And then there are those times in the wild when the correct thing to do is walk away, or if appropriate and allowable, put some creature out of its misery and then leave it.  

Lobster love those people who can and do perform very demanding acts of animal mercy.  I've been associated, off and on, with one of the premier rescuers, the Audubon Society, since junior high school.  Raptor rescue is not for amateurs.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That&#8217;s what I&#8217;m talking about, Aunt Sam, and those pictures are priceless.  No way there wasn&#8217;t a huge smile on the Duchess of Rescue&#8217;s face when she read your post and clicked on the link to those photos.</p>
<p>You&#8217;re right, It&#8217;s Pat!  And then there are those times in the wild when the correct thing to do is walk away, or if appropriate and allowable, put some creature out of its misery and then leave it.  </p>
<p>Lobster love those people who can and do perform very demanding acts of animal mercy.  I&#8217;ve been associated, off and on, with one of the premier rescuers, the Audubon Society, since junior high school.  Raptor rescue is not for amateurs.
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		<title>by: It's Pat!</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39375</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 16:47:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Thanks everyone.  
Nice story Aunt Sam.  I have a niece who works on animal rescues (all kinds - raccoons etc) which is a difficult job.  I really appreciate the work these people do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks everyone.<br />
Nice story Aunt Sam.  I have a niece who works on animal rescues (all kinds - raccoons etc) which is a difficult job.  I really appreciate the work these people do.
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		<title>by: Aunt Sam</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39369</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 02:19:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I'll take up your challenge, David. 

I only "rescued" my dog in the sense that, in the cosmic scheme of the universe, she was meant to be MY family's dog: we understand, enjoy &#38; love one another as only your own family can.

However, the wonderful folks at Great Lakes Border Collie Rescue took in Ali's mother, Peaches. The routine blood work they do upon intake revealed that she had heartworm. The treatment for heartworm is dangerous- better than letting them live with a diseased heart, but still risky. The plan was to get the heartworm treated and then have her spayed- something else Peaches' family hadn't bothered with.

Y'all know where this is going, right? After two treatments, her foster mom realized that Peaches was showing all the symptoms of pregnancy. The heartworm meds were stopped, foster mom started planning a puppy nursery, and everybody held their breath, waiting to see how the pups had been affected by the treatment.

One pup out of the litter of 8 didn't make it, but seven survived. Ali was the fourth one born, one of two tri-colors. All are doing great now- they turn five on July 9th. We see some of her siblings at the annual rescue reunion picnic. Peaches has been adopted by a lovely couple- retirees who take great care of her. 

Here's a link to pics of her as a puppy, and with 2 of her litter mates:
http://www.greatlakesbcrescue.org/HappyTailPhotos/HT32/HT32.htm

It's Pat-- congratulations!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll take up your challenge, David. </p>
<p>I only &#8220;rescued&#8221; my dog in the sense that, in the cosmic scheme of the universe, she was meant to be MY family&#8217;s dog: we understand, enjoy &amp; love one another as only your own family can.</p>
<p>However, the wonderful folks at Great Lakes Border Collie Rescue took in Ali&#8217;s mother, Peaches. The routine blood work they do upon intake revealed that she had heartworm. The treatment for heartworm is dangerous- better than letting them live with a diseased heart, but still risky. The plan was to get the heartworm treated and then have her spayed- something else Peaches&#8217; family hadn&#8217;t bothered with.</p>
<p>Y&#8217;all know where this is going, right? After two treatments, her foster mom realized that Peaches was showing all the symptoms of pregnancy. The heartworm meds were stopped, foster mom started planning a puppy nursery, and everybody held their breath, waiting to see how the pups had been affected by the treatment.</p>
<p>One pup out of the litter of 8 didn&#8217;t make it, but seven survived. Ali was the fourth one born, one of two tri-colors. All are doing great now- they turn five on July 9th. We see some of her siblings at the annual rescue reunion picnic. Peaches has been adopted by a lovely couple- retirees who take great care of her. </p>
<p>Here&#8217;s a link to pics of her as a puppy, and with 2 of her litter mates:<br />
<a href="http://www.greatlakesbcrescue.org/HappyTailPhotos/HT32/HT32.htm" rel="nofollow">http://www.greatlakesbcrescue.org/HappyTailPhotos/HT32/HT32.htm</a></p>
<p>It&#8217;s Pat&#8211; congratulations!
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		<title>by: hedera</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39362</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 18:32:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Congratulations and welcome to the new Riley, Pat!</description>
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		<title>by: David</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39355</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 23:24:28 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>News to warm the cockles of Lady Edith Layton's cosmic heart, she who is now communing directly with the Great Lobster.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>News to warm the cockles of Lady Edith Layton&#8217;s cosmic heart, she who is now communing directly with the Great Lobster.
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		<title>by: Chris Harlan</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39353</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 17:13:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Congratulations Pat!</description>
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		<title>by: It's Pat!</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39346</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 21:41:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I'm sure you are right David.  Meanwhile, my niece had a healthy beautiful boy, and named him Riley.  That's interesting, because that's also my grandson's name.  So the Life of Riley goes on!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sure you are right David.  Meanwhile, my niece had a healthy beautiful boy, and named him Riley.  That&#8217;s interesting, because that&#8217;s also my grandson&#8217;s name.  So the Life of Riley goes on!
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		<title>by: David</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39345</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 18:04:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>My little narrative still stands as the last post, and over a week ago.  I suspect everyone who comments here has saved an animal or two, which can only bring joy to the memory of the Mother of All Felbers.

Just sayin'</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My little narrative still stands as the last post, and over a week ago.  I suspect everyone who comments here has saved an animal or two, which can only bring joy to the memory of the Mother of All Felbers.</p>
<p>Just sayin&#8217;
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		<title>by: David the Inadvertent Rescuer of Cats that Wander By</title>
		<link>http://fanaticalapathy.com/2009/06/10/memorial/#comment-39298</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 01:23:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I just had to bury one of our rescue cats, a tom we named Pegleg.  Pegleg was sleeping on the motor of a neighbor's pickup truck when the neighbor started it up.  Pegleg's left front leg got caught in the fan belt and was permanently deformed, but he trooped on regardless.  We fed him as a yard cat - he was not a tameable cat - and while skittish he hung out with the other cats and made himself totally at home.  I think his kidneys finally failed.  He died peacefully and I buried him beside the blind yard cat we also took in and fed until she died last year.  I guess our yard out here on the edge of the Green Swamp is a haven of last resort for local non-house cats who cannot otherwise survive.  

The four remaining yard cats include an aging tom who is about as battle-scarred as they come but who mostly behaves himself, a tom who is amazingly laid back, and two females (both spayed) who just showed up and never left.  One is an attention sponge of the first order, and the other is affable but paranoid.  Ain't no two cats been alike in my lifetime of experience with cats.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just had to bury one of our rescue cats, a tom we named Pegleg.  Pegleg was sleeping on the motor of a neighbor&#8217;s pickup truck when the neighbor started it up.  Pegleg&#8217;s left front leg got caught in the fan belt and was permanently deformed, but he trooped on regardless.  We fed him as a yard cat - he was not a tameable cat - and while skittish he hung out with the other cats and made himself totally at home.  I think his kidneys finally failed.  He died peacefully and I buried him beside the blind yard cat we also took in and fed until she died last year.  I guess our yard out here on the edge of the Green Swamp is a haven of last resort for local non-house cats who cannot otherwise survive.  </p>
<p>The four remaining yard cats include an aging tom who is about as battle-scarred as they come but who mostly behaves himself, a tom who is amazingly laid back, and two females (both spayed) who just showed up and never left.  One is an attention sponge of the first order, and the other is affable but paranoid.  Ain&#8217;t no two cats been alike in my lifetime of experience with cats.
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