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Sunday, July 18, 2004
The Three Schippeteers Salute Italy's Lawmakers!
Last week the Italian Senate gave final approval to an animal cruelty bill which imposes prison terms of up to a year and fines up to 10,000 euros (over $12,000) upon those convicted of abandoning their pets.
Apparently, 150,000 dogs and 200,000 cats are abandoned in Italy every year -- many dumped by the roadside at the start of summer holidays. Most are killed by cars, hunger or thirst. The new law also cracks down on anyone found guilty of killing or torturing animals, organizing dog fights, or involved in clandestine fur industries.
Saturday, July 10, 2004
Here at the haven of the Three Schippeteers, there are three sides to every issue. Reminiscent of the three styles of coping with the vacuum cleaner (See November 20, 2003), we have three styles of coping with fireworks. And I have recently learned from fellow slaves to the little Belgian demons that each style is well represented in the world of schipperkes.
First up is Jordan whose ears are disproportionate to his head and enable him to pick up various aural phenomena in dimensions beyond our favorite three. (Four, if you're one of those Quantum freaks like me.) The poor dude gets pretty anxious by all that loud booming, cracking, hissing, whistling, etc. and would probably be one of many runaways if he ventured out. He chooses to curl up in a tight little ball and use his dogic (doggie yogic) powers to delay all outdoor bodily needs until quieter times.
Skipper seems to regard fireworks as a vocal contest and usually barks at the challengers in matching pitches: high for high, low for low, etc. Of course, the fireworks always give up first, usually ending in a triumphant Skipper song, head held high. This last holiday, however, our hero was temporarily put off when a loud whistler cracked directly overhead just as the little guy prepared for marking duty. Skipper retreated to the house ... just to keep Jordan company, of course.
This turn of events caused the great and powerful Miss Mellie to snort in disgust and roll her eyes. (She is one of the few dogs I know who can do that.) "Men!" she seemed to say as she strolled through the yard in her carefree, hip-swinging cadence. Mae West reincarnated - and completely unconcerned with fireworks! "Fireworks ... big deal. Just follow me, Babe. I'll give you something to make noise about!"
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