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	<title>Comments on: the greedy thief</title>
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	<description>freak down</description>
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		<title>by: mughes &#187; Blog Archive &#187; half brain dead</title>
		<link>http://beloveproductions.com/blog/2006/12/07/the-greedy-thief/#comment-519</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:35:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>[...] At 6 am yesterday morning, after four hours of sleep I bolted upright . . . Lucy! His beloved Cocker Spaniel.  She must be heartbroken.  Whenever dad spoke about Lucy he transformed into a four-year-old boy instinctively wagging his whole body as if he were Lucy&amp;#8217;s tail.  He would tell about their routines as lovingly as a mother with her new child.  I don&amp;#8217;t know how she&amp;#8217;ll get over it.  I know how she feels.  I just want to take her home with me, but I&amp;#8217;m afraid Miss Peppo would be terribly unkind.  I wish she could go with him.  I know she would if she could.  To that big doggie park in the sky where daddy doesn&amp;#8217;t have to pick up poo and you get lots of bacon cookies. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[&#8230;] At 6 am yesterday morning, after four hours of sleep I bolted upright . . . Lucy! His beloved Cocker Spaniel.  She must be heartbroken.  Whenever dad spoke about Lucy he transformed into a four-year-old boy instinctively wagging his whole body as if he were Lucy&#8217;s tail.  He would tell about their routines as lovingly as a mother with her new child.  I don&#8217;t know how she&#8217;ll get over it.  I know how she feels.  I just want to take her home with me, but I&#8217;m afraid Miss Peppo would be terribly unkind.  I wish she could go with him.  I know she would if she could.  To that big doggie park in the sky where daddy doesn&#8217;t have to pick up poo and you get lots of bacon cookies. [&#8230;]
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