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      1. a dog named Lucky
           From: **Kelly** <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
      2. Fw: A Penny
           From: **Kelly** <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
      3. Oddities ...
           From: Sapphyre <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>


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Message: 1         
   Date: Fri, 08 Jul 2005 20:31:24 -0400
   From: **Kelly** <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: a dog named Lucky

Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and 
may decide you need one. 

      Mary and her husband Jim had a dog, named Lucky. Lucky was a real 
character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they 
would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would 
help himself to whatever struck his fancy. 
      Inevitably someone would forget and something would come up missing. Mary 
or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would 
be, amid all of Lucky's favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his 
toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box. 

      It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her 
she was going to die of this disease... she was just sure it was fatal. She 
scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The night before 
she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck her... 
what would happen to Lucky? Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim he was 
Mary's dog through and through. If I die Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. 
He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him. The thought made her 
sadder than thinking of her own death. 

      The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated 
and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening 
walk faithfully but the dog just drooped, whining and miserable. But finally 
the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. 

      When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up 
the steps to her bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left 
her to nap. Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she 
called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed. 

      When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She 
couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. Panic soon gave way to 
laughter though when Mary realized the problem. she was covered, literally 
blanketed in every treasure Lucky owned! While she had slept the sorrowing dog 
had made trip after trip to the basement and back bringing his beloved mistress 
his favorite things in life. He had covered her with his love. 

      Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, 
walking further and further together every night. It's been 12 years now and 
Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in 
his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure. 



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Message: 2         
   Date: Fri, 08 Jul 2005 20:34:09 -0400
   From: **Kelly** <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Fw: A Penny

Nature


 

"A Penny"

Found a penny today
Just laying on the ground
But it's not just a penny
This little coin I've found.
Found pennies come from heaven
That's what my Grandpa told me.
He said angels toss them down
Oh, How I loved that story.
He said when an angel misses you 
They toss a penny down.
Sometimes just to cheer you up
To make a smile out of your frown.
So don't pass by that penny
When you are feeling blue,
It may be a penny from heaven
That an angel tossed to you.

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Message: 3         
   Date: Sat, 9 Jul 2005 08:48:20 -0700 (PDT)
   From: Sapphyre <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Oddities ...

Odd series of dreams last night ...

First dream - I dreamt of Guns n Roses (American
Musicians).  There was a lot of bubbub about them,
they were in the newspapers and all over the radio
because they'd reformed.  Axl, Slash and Duff were
there but there were two new ones.  A magazine article
pasted on a wall read "Guns N Roses - Not OUR Guns N
Roses" indicating the basic fan base thought the new
lineup to be inferior to the original one.  I remember
walking past the group in an outdoor setting, and
suggesting to Axl he tan (?).

Then I dreamed I was driving in the evening hours,
seemingly directionless, in an industrial area, or a
seedy part of a city and ultimatly went into a
book/music/instrument store.  It was a gay
book/music/instrument store. Mostly gay men hung out
in there.  It was the grand opening and a friend of
mine was the owner.  There was a room where he led me
and a bunch of other men were in there, and I had come
with a female friend.  We sat in plush chairs and the
room was red and gold fabric everywhere even on the
walls.  Someone lit a marijuana cigarette and started
passing it around but using a long stick with clamps
on the end made just for that purpose.  You were
handed the stick, took a hit or two off the cigarette,
then passed it to the next one by handing them the
stick.  The owner showed us around, and most of the
stuff was kind of expensive.  There was a lovely piano
he'd sold for 400.00 that was like a dark wood
elaboratly trimmed in gold.  We browsed books and
looked at the different things for sale and he gushed
and showed off his store.  Then I woke up.

I am a lesbian myself, and I do not do drugs, I did
smoke grass as a kid but grew out of it.  I think the
colors red and gold are significant ... my favorite
colors are sage and gold.  Someone trying to tell me
something?


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