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	<description>Found the bike. Not changing the title.</description>
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		<title>By: tinker</title>
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		<dc:creator>tinker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 10:26:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;i am sorry for your loss. if you are like me pets are the same as people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(link me to your blog when you get a moment...i have a link to you on mine. thanks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Secret Life of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i am sorry for your loss. if you are like me pets are the same as people.</p>
<p>(link me to your blog when you get a moment&#8230;i have a link to you on mine. thanks)</p>
<p>The Secret Life of Shoes</p>
<p> <a href="http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/"></a><a href="http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/">http://secretlifeofshoes.blogspot.com/</a></p>
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		<title>By: Princess of Power</title>
		<link>https://thisfish.com/except-on-laundry-day/#comment-9168</link>
		<dc:creator>Princess of Power</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 07:16:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Oh Fish - I am so sorry about your dog. Thinking of you and all your clean laundry.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Fish &#8211; I am so sorry about your dog. Thinking of you and all your clean laundry.</p>
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		<title>By: AdventureGirl</title>
		<link>https://thisfish.com/except-on-laundry-day/#comment-9167</link>
		<dc:creator>AdventureGirl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 04:31:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I LOVE freshly ironed sheets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sorry to hear about your pup. Stay busy.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I LOVE freshly ironed sheets!</p>
<p>So sorry to hear about your pup. Stay busy.</p>
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		<title>By: lawyerchik1</title>
		<link>https://thisfish.com/except-on-laundry-day/#comment-9166</link>
		<dc:creator>lawyerchik1</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 03:13:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Not nearly as romantic or whatever, but: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My grandmother used to iron sheets, too - she said it was because if you didn&#039;t iron them, the dust mites would survive (this was before the days of automatic dryers).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even after she got a dryer, though, she ironed them anyway, partly (I think) because she liked the feel of them, and partly because she&#039;d done it all her life.  And she was from Wisconsin, so indulge (or not) in whatever makes you feel special and cared for!!  :)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;We search before and after and pine for what is not - our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught.  Our deepest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.&quot;  -- Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not nearly as romantic or whatever, but: </p>
<p>My grandmother used to iron sheets, too &#8211; she said it was because if you didn&#8217;t iron them, the dust mites would survive (this was before the days of automatic dryers).  </p>
<p>Even after she got a dryer, though, she ironed them anyway, partly (I think) because she liked the feel of them, and partly because she&#8217;d done it all her life.  And she was from Wisconsin, so indulge (or not) in whatever makes you feel special and cared for!!  <img src='http://thisfish.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   </p>
<p>&#8220;We search before and after and pine for what is not &#8211; our sincerest laughter with some pain is fraught.  Our deepest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.&#8221;  &#8212; Percy Bysshe Shelley</p>
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		<title>By: pismire</title>
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		<dc:creator>pismire</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 01:26:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;For me it was not a dog but a cat.  K.C., which stands (appropriately) for Kitty Cat.  He was my sweetheart, and when, at the age of 21, I had to deal with his sickness and eventual death, I tried to be strong, but instead drenched my pillow with tears.  So I am sorry for your loss.  Our pets are our family.  That&#039;s for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as for the laundry: I get a keen picture in my head of your apartment draped in drying garments.  I have also done this (being very anti-drying as well).  It came in handy with the cable guy one day when I needed a repair.  He walked into my undergarment-laden apartment and stared quite frequently at all the lacey things I had strewn across my chairs, counters, and lampshades (yes, lampshades).  He then promptly gave me HBO.  For free.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me it was not a dog but a cat.  K.C., which stands (appropriately) for Kitty Cat.  He was my sweetheart, and when, at the age of 21, I had to deal with his sickness and eventual death, I tried to be strong, but instead drenched my pillow with tears.  So I am sorry for your loss.  Our pets are our family.  That&#8217;s for sure.</p>
<p>And as for the laundry: I get a keen picture in my head of your apartment draped in drying garments.  I have also done this (being very anti-drying as well).  It came in handy with the cable guy one day when I needed a repair.  He walked into my undergarment-laden apartment and stared quite frequently at all the lacey things I had strewn across my chairs, counters, and lampshades (yes, lampshades).  He then promptly gave me HBO.  For free.</p>
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