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p4trte octdberl3fl993 st stouffville comment rabies poses real threat to our pets t f you let your cat or dog wander stop there is a real threat to your pets out there much more so than speeding cars petnappers or shortsighted hunters rabies has emerged as a scourge in this part of ontario and matters will likely only get worse several cases of rabid animals have been affected but this week reports came in of a family dog who had con tracted this deadly and need less disease cats and dogs come into con tact with all manner of crea tures both wild and domesti cated both pose a threat now if you have not had your ani mals inoculated do so now there are several rabies clinics being set up and baited wildlife food drops are being performed in the area but dont rely on the thinking that rabies cant happen to your pet it can ijmk jmj ihalr sweet revenge ijs finally mine t saw my archnemesis last week his name is bucky buchanan and from the time i was in sum mer camp to this day just see ing his freckly visage with its single black eyebrow impossibly thick auburn hair and leering grin with the discolored tooth in front fills me with a dread to my very soul i saw him in a mall in picker ing where i was aghast to see that he now had two youngsters in tow both had the character istic eyebrow and the little boy a sort of bucky jr also had a discolored tooth the little girl was being pushed in a pram i knew that bucky had moved into the area but i had gone to great pains to avoid him before he get a glimpse of me i ducked into a lingerie shop and pretended to browse through some of the latest parisian finery out of the corner of my eye i could see his little entourage approaching so i ducked behind a table of bustiers what i hadnt counted on was that there would be a mrs bucky i heard with terror as a voice behind me rang out in here buck im in here it was no use the gig was up i stood up and with droplets of sweat running down my neck greeted the dreaded bucky as he entered the store at the sound of his wife mair he cried out what are you doing here doin a little shopping for yourself eh nyuck nyuck nyuck hello bucky i returned with a forced smile hey brenda this is a guy i grew up with he leered minute with mair -f8- we then commenced that idle uncomfortable banter one exchanges with people he does nt really want to be talking to and soon the topic swung around to the time bucky nearly had me arrested for shoplifting friends of mine and i were in a corner store called the shop and save dubbed by the local thieves the scoff and save and bucky strolled in with his gang of future drains on the tax system they began harassing us and in the end the drunken store keeper told us all to leave unbeknownst to me bucky on his way out stuffed a licorice whip into my back pocket as i left i was grabbed gruffly by the shirt collar and dragged back into the store by the owner in his condition he was no match for a panicked 12-year- old and i broke free and ran out the door leaving the licorice whip behind of course haw haw haw that was a gas bucky said in relating the tale to his wife and offspring haw haw haw they laughed in reply i burned with a lifelong anger i wanted to punch his lights out his wifes lights and the dim bulbs of his stupid chil dren i wanted to get him back for years of torment for years of hiding in alcoves waiting for him to pass for years of taking the long way around to avoid him then i saw my chance for sweet revenge and i took it while father and mother were rescuing a rack of fishnet stock ings from the grubbing hands of their little boy i excused myself abruptly and left the store bucky and his troupe soon fol lowed just as they were leav ing the electronic door alarm went off and store personnel came running from all over and as i left the mall i turned to see bucky trying with great bewilderment to explain to the manager how a doubled bra came to be in his childs stroller stouffville tribune publisher general manager 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excruciatingly painful to walk in and ludicrous to behold my favorite ensemble in those days of dubious taste consisted of a tightfitting sweater crushed purple velvet hot pants with a tacky goldtone zipper down the kates corner front and the aforementioned boots when i unveiled the new look at work my boss was so startled he attempted to walk through his office door without taking the sensible precaution of opening it first as a fashion statement the look undoubtedly had impact as an example of high couture it lacked a certain finesse and then there were those bell bottoms bell bottoms had the potential to do for the cyclist what the scarf did for isadora duncan since this was at the dawn of time before roller blades were invent ed those of us without amotor vehicle licence were obliged to walk everywhere or risk a sticky end during roughly the same peri od i am pained to confess a pair of bright red clogs found their way into my motley collection of footwear another fashion faux pas they combined the flexibility of harold ballard with the ele gance of oscar madison mated with the bell bottoms they would have given mr black- well his final fatal heart attack i thought they looked immensely chic but in those days i consid ered ringo starr handsome and richard nixon honest i like to think ive come a long way baby as i admire myself in black leggings and a woven eth nic top with a hood and as long as no one takes a photograph i hope to be able to harbor such comforting illusions well into my dotage