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Industrial Roofing. and the StuflvilleSpithonlsed Sl200 at a car mall on Saturday. - Anymgan‘nationsvlshln. tofindouthowlheyanct involved next yea, (00le Beateaameuatm As for schools. Summimew.01chatd M andGladPatkallheldhny Pat eventslaaweekclad Park raised an astoumfinc saunas: Wsflllhold its even! in' the coming weeks - Therewasayeanmnom [tom all StoulMlle area schools at the community eveninaddmon to events at their locations. School While all Involved in the Taryfoukuncantakeam until next year. cancer doesn'ttahabreakPlease do your part to light this dreaded disease and mark Sunday Sep(. “5.2005 on your calendar for our return W revenue Is not included In the community total. We still have the may Fm Run 2M calendat available lo: 310. It is a wonderful plctonl of Teny and commemorates the 25th annivetsary of the Terry Fox Run. Please all 640â€"4105 to secure a mpy Sandy saw Kandy Emu Organ'mn As i stand in the kitchen talking to my friends. Nicky comes charging into the conversation, not content to stay out in the living room - or down in the basement. or on somé other planet - where he belongs. far away from me. He starts yapping. but when admonished by his master. he decides to make these disgusting huffing and snuffling sounds instead. all the time making these pathetic leaps at my feet. as if certain i am going to lash out and kick him at any moment. As tempting as that is, i am never cruel to animals; I prefer to capture a fly and release it to the wild rather than swat it. Mosquitoes are about the only creatures I find difficult to iustify; if they became extinct. my mourning period would be brief. As for kicking Nicky. I would rather ignore him and carry on conversing; if I stop to insult him. my friends are usually affronted. But Nicky refuses to be ignored. Once he decides l‘m not going to kick him, he shuffles up to my sandalied feet and proceeds to lick. snuffle and drool all over them. If this is Intended to win my affection. it has the opposite effect. Far from being ‘cute'. I equate it with dipping my toes in a toxic pond. “Catch ya Iater.‘ I say to my friends without trying to betray my revulsion. and flee home to soak my feet in an antiseptic hath. A few mlllennla In the past. when Clem the CrOaMagnon decided it would be a good Idea to domesticate whatever canine lived In his neighbourhood. I am quite confident that the companionship oi Nicky was not exactly what he had in mind In fact. companionship of any kind was not uppermost on his priority list Dogs. I‘m sure. were prlglnally Intended to haul stuff. fetch stuff or scare stufl. Dragging sleds, retrieving My good friends over on Balsam Street. have a little furball named Nicky. Ol‘ maybe it's Nikki, I never asked him. Whoever he is, he's quite probably the most irritating creature that ever existed. And believe me. in a world where small yappy canines seem to be proliferating exponentially, he has a lot of competition. MOLLER INSURANCE Con-fessions My Pet Peeve by Conrad Boyce 648and|ford Drive, Unit 1, STOUFFVILLE _ A Home * Auto WHITCHURCH-STOUFFVILLE THIS MONTH - 7 It is difficult to imagine Nicky harnessed to a dog sled; the rest of the team would fall down laughing. Ditto with the burglars who would be challenged by Nicky upon breaking and entering Even if he could swim, I'm not sure I would feel confident in sending him after a downed pintail; he'd undoubtedly get distracted and start yapping at the first frog or dragonfly he saw. As for rescuing Alpine folk underan avalanche. the weight of the whisky flask alone would stop him..before he began. But I hasten to add that I do not blame Nicky or all the pugs. pomeranians and shi tzus of this earth. They are what they are. Rather I blame whoever had the bright idea to turn domesticated animals into "pets": Doubtless it created a multi-trillion dollar industry. But with the possible exception of cats and hamsters, very few animals make good "pets”. and even they would be happy to be returned to the wild. Hamsters would gladly return to their tunnels in the mountains, cats to chasing mice and being worshipped by Egyptians. The mind boggles, however. at what Nicky would do if my friends suddenly decided one morning to let him respond to the "call of the wild". Coyote food by lunch. I suspect. The ultimate in ridiculous pets has got to be the family in Alberta recently featured on TV which regularly invites one of its herd of bison into the living room, Contributes to one heck of a carpet-cleaning bill. I'm guessing. But at least it doesn't yap. All the great dogs of literature â€" Balto the husky who got the diptheria vaccine to Nome, Lassie the collie who rescued Timmy every week on TV â€" have been working dogs. Saint Bernards, German shepherds. Dalmatians, Labs: all noble dogs with noble missions in life. Even the low-slung weiner dog is a "dachshund", bred to fit into burrows to help farmers eradicate rodent pests. ducks, attacking marauders - these were the tasks of the family dog, 315de along the way he became "man's best friend". it’s only because he tended to be fiercely loyal and sycophantically tall-waggingly "friendly" to whoever was feeding him at the time.