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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Ilaine who wrote (31688)	2/23/1999 10:55:00 PM
From: gypsy	Respond to of 108807

CB, thanks for the link to the news story on Celebrex.. I just sent it to my sister who has suffered from rheumatoid arthritis for years and have tried every medication there is, with limited success. Celebrex is probably not approved for use in Canada yet, but will be eventually and may offer her some relief, without some of the side effects as experienced with steriods and other drugs.. Thanks again gypsy

To: Ilaine who wrote (31688)	2/24/1999 12:52:00 PM
From: E	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

When I look out the window behind my computer, I frequently see deer, sometimes as many as seven or eight together, chomping on my greenery. Before Lyme disease, which my husband and I have had five times between us, I used to be thrilled to see the deer, even though they eat everything pretty except daffodils and foxglove. Ohhhhhhh, how beauuuuuutiful, shhhhh, shhhhhhh! Now I yell at them and throw pebbles at them and refer to them as the Large Rodents. Speaking of rodents-- Until the last three or four winters we have always, in the winter, had to deal with field mice chewing their way (noisily) into our house. But after a big grey cat, a housecat gone wild, took up residence under our toolshed, we had no more mouse problems. This cat had its own unattractive attributes, but on the whole we were glad to give it hospitality. An odd thing was that it wouldn't accept food, even tuna or warm milk. I guess it caught enough mice. It was fat. We have a swallows' nest under the eaves of the porch, and each summer it's refurbished and reoccupied, and the cat would lie in wait at the bottom of the porch stairs for the baby swallows to leave the nest. We tried to drive it away during nesting time. This is in the past tense because we've noticed the mouse-chewing-through-the-walls-at-night sounds again, and hadn't seen the grey cat for a few days; but then, last weekend, I glimpsed the cat walking, staggering, actually, through the trees at the edge of the yard, then saw that it seemed to have only three legs, and then saw its fourth leg, but it wasn't normal, it had been mangled and twisted radically upward so that it appeared to be growing out of the right side of the cat's back. The cat disappeared into the woods, and I guess it's dead now, as it's been very cold recently, and how could it hunt? I keep being visited by a sick feeling about this, but maybe now that I've ventilated on Feelies, which would seem to be the appropriate venue, I'll be able to stop thinking about the poor creature.