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To: Sundanz who wrote (232)	2/11/1999 1:09:00 PM
From: Joana Tides	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 7442

Sharon, so sorry to hear about your daughter's dog; glad you're there for her when she needs her Mom. Losing a pet puts you in mourning for a good while. And Oh yes, Labs really are absolutely the best dogs; my Black Lab/Australian shepherd/Border collie mix was black with medium length wavy hair, she had the classic lab floppy ears and face except with a pointier nose, and with a white 5 pointed star on her chest and two white front paws that looked just like spats. I was selling my crafts (batik t-shirts and sand candles, early '70's) at a swap meet in Southern California when two little boys came around with the puppy in a cardboard box. The pup and I recognized each other as kindred spirits right away (like what happened with our spotted kitten)and the boys said they were giving her away first because she was the favorite, and for good reason. What a personality! She did have a wild and naughty streak too, like a gypsy she was. There was no yard or house that could hold her if she wanted to run free. Real smart, & knew how to avoid the dogcatcher. Dogcatcher saw me walking her once, and said to me "someday I'm going to catch that dog." I said, "I don't think you will but good luck." He smiled and said, "Well, then again maybe I won't." When I moved to The Bay Area to go to college, I had a street peddlers license in Berkeley and Virgo would go with me when I'd sell artwork and crafts. I would only go about 2 or 3X a month (other weekends I'd either be relaxing or making production stuff to bring to sell) and the dog loved to go there so much (The FOOD!) that she'd take off and go almost 3 miles by herself through the city to get there. She'd hang around, getting fed (dog would eat anything, avocados off the ground, salad, I mean anything) and then she'd hitch a ride home with folks "we" knew there who knew where I lived; everyone loved that dog. By this time I was making "sets" and seperates of matching batik t-shirts and dogscarves....Jerry Garcia bought some things from me and he always would notice Virgo and compliment her. She was the ultimate "hippie" freewheeling dog and I still have her wardrobe of dogscarves; either ones that I made or the classic bandanna or ladies dress scarf. She wore a fresh one every day. She used to hunt for me; (this is terrible but) there was a Jack-In-The-Box hamburger stand around the corner from me and the dog would lurk in the bushes and snatch bags of food when the folks put them down on the tables to go get napkins or to get their car keys out. There would be a scratch at the door and there would be Virgo sitting at attention proudly with the bag of food for me between her paws; hamburger and french fries still hot and milkshake still cold. I would circle three blocks to always avoid walking with Virgo by that Jack-In-The-Box; afraid the manager probably would come running out yelling. She brought me many treats and I would be afraid to think how she got them; fancy candy-store bags of chocolate covered raisins, brown bags of deli-wrapped pounds of ham and cheese; I didn't know how to stop her and I didn't know where or how to return the stuff so I had to just be thankful for the gifts brought home for me by my hunting dog. Perhaps someday a magnificent dog will come into my life again. Too bad pets have such a short lifespan compared to ours. For now, this spotted kitten is developing just fine. She's nice to me, but she's my daughters cat and shows her she knows who her mistress is. The only time she hangs around me is when we're alone. And my daughter says she sits in school knowing I'm with the cat and sometimes gets jealous thinking about it. Heh Heh. Still maneuvering my stock moves around penny gains; I think they're about to go up faster than these big guys will, but did I tell you I got some YHOO too (you too huh Blue, YEAH it's coming back up today) and I'd wanted YHOO for a long time. More net splits today. Yowza. There's a Bulls and Bears Motley Fool Debate on GE this week (of course I voted with The Bulls)- surprising Bears came up with Jack. When they listed GE's businesses I didn't see them mentioning Internet. I saw an ad for GE Capital in Newsweek that was all about offering to fund and develop internet businesses and websites. Plus NBC and a few other things they're into. Got a feeling GE will give us a split soon. Maybe a spin-off as well. The share price action gives me the hunch. It's about to "Do Something". Chat with ya later pals, Joanie

To: Sundanz who wrote (232)	2/15/1999 12:36:00 PM
From: Blue Snowshoe	Respond to of 7442

Sharon, all cyber pals. The day MRS. BLUE and I spent with Rita and her Mom was a blessing. We laughed alot that day, enjoyed each other, warriors together in the same battle. I told you then, there was a strange peace in that house. When Rita said that she was not going to fight the battle any longer, I knew what she was saying. Rita slipped into a coma the day after we visited her. Though this is not good news, I want to tell you of a miracle, perhaps from the many prayers said for Rita. As the cancer has spread an amazing thing has happen. Rita has not been in pain. I've never asked God to heal her as he has his plan. I have asked him to comfort her, her family and those who love her. He has done that. Rita has not been beaten by cancer, like my Dad did, she just quit fighting. When cancer took my Dad, I took over his battle with cancer. This way cancer never even wins a battle, let alone a war. I will fight for Rita, while she is here and when she is gone. We all will. Cancer wins nothing. PERIOD. I want to thank all my pals that fight the good fight with me, and work for the greater good. BLUE