Mites to Men is back
ESCANABA — If you're looking to play a little pond puck, Mites to Men is a great opportunity. The annual event is a fund raiser the Escanaba Area Junior Hockey Association. Mites to Men is a family-friendly tournament is for all age groups, and all …
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Tahoe Grizzlies mites in action at Lake Tahoe Invitational
Tahoe Grizzlies mite players dogpile at SLT Ice Arena after the team's game against the Stockton Colts at the Lake Tahoe Invitational Saturday night. Expand Photo Tahoe Grizzlies mite players shake hands with Stockton Colts players after their game at …
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Mighty mites topple Texas down the stretch
Caught looking, Texas was overtaken by a mighty mite fueled by intensity and effort; clichéd as it sounds. Texas' loss didn't ultimately come down to its 34 percent shooting. Instead, it was the result of poor execution down the stretch and an …
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Pet the lamb was one of twin lambs born in the Scottish highlands last April. Because she was having trouble surviving, owner Mairi Mackenzie brought the her into the warmth of the home. The pack of Border Collies who lived in the home took her under their wing paws and now she thinks she is a sheep dog. She goes on daily walks with the dogs and even wags her tail. She leaps around in…
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Scabies Confirmed At Dw Davis Junior High
#EDUCATION Director Lionel Sands has confirmed reports about a scabies scare at DW Davis Junior High School. #He could not say how many people contracted the infection, however. #According to unconfirmed reports, five students of the junior high …
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Scabies outbreak attacks Malawi flood-victims camps
LILONGWE, Jan. 24 (Xinhua) — An outbreak of scabies and other related skin diseases have attacked some camps in Chikhwawa District where thousands of people displaced by floods are accommodated, a health official in the district told local media …
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Scabies scare closes school
Christopher Reeher, executive director of facilities for Summit Academy Management said only the South Avenue location closed because several students and teachers contracted scabies, a condition that causes an intense itching and a pimple-like skin …
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Last month, we told you about the Shar-Pei mix who was found abandoned at a Scotland train station, tied to a railing. He had a suitcase. In that suitcase was all his stuff: a pillow, a toy, a bowl, and food.
It was heartbreaking. It was cruel. It was maddening. It was also adorable, and it made for an incredible picture:
Hearts melted, and Kai became a celebrity is short order. People compared him to Paddington Bear, who happened to have a major motion picture in theaters that very moment.
But the story of how a dog came to be waiting for the G train like an advertising exec popping off to the country for the weekend was, indeed, a sad one: Kai was the victim of a botched sale. A ne'er-do-well listed a dog on the UK's Gumtree classifieds site, then did a bait and switch when a woman showed up to look at the dog at the train station. Kai wasn't the dog in the ad. The woman, Fin Rayner, still gave the dog a shot and said she would take him for a walk, and the man asked for a deposit.
Rayner agreed, and the man left, never to be seen again. Rayner didn't want the dog -- so she left, too, though after telling a train worker that she was leaving the dog.
Kai ended up at the Scottish SPCA, which released that iconic photo, and that's when Kai's life forever changed. The organization was “overwhelmed” by offers of new homes for Kai, according to Alan Grant, senior animal care assistant, from places as far away as New York, Los Angeles, France, Spain, and the Philippines. The SPCA had a big job on its hands.
"It was really important for us to select an owner who wanted Kai for all the right reasons and had really thought through their decision to take on a rescue dog," Grant said.
And that owner, after a lengthy search, is now Ian Russell, 52, a self-employed hydraulic engineer from Newton Mearns, East Renfrewshire.
"It feels like fate that I've been able to rehome Kai, and I'm not usually a believer in things like that. I'm over the moon and very shocked that I was chosen out of everyone who wanted him," he said.
"My Dalmatian named Mica passed away just before Christmas, and I was left heartbroken," he said. "I had her for 15 years, and she was the apple of my eye."
Russell was picked, in part, because he wanted what was best for Kai -- he called the SPCA and simply asked if there was any way he could help the dog. He told them that he would like to adopt the dog, but if staff thought another dog would suit him better, he would take their advice.
That was what the SPCA wanted to hear. Russell found out he would be Kai's new dad in early February. He hopes Kai will accompany him around Scotland while he works.
"I work all over Scotland, mainly outdoors, driving wherever I'm needed in my van. Kai will come with me, and when it's appropriate I'll let him out to run around and play safely while I work. Then we'll jump back into the van together and head to the next place. We'll be able to hang out all the time.”
"We know Kai will have a fantastic new life with Ian and we couldn't be happier for him," said Grant.
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It’s been entirely too long since I’ve posted, and for that I apologize. I’ve been terribly busy
responding to nastygrams depositing my checks from Big Pet Food sneering at plebians going to a continuing education conference this past week, and what a week it was.
Like many of you, I read the Indy Star’s expose about the loose strings of pharmaceutical companies (or, in internet conspiracy parlance, Big Pharma) at continuing education conferences such as the one I was going to attend, and also like many of you, I was surprised. And excited. I had no idea this was what I had to look forward to! I thought I was just plunking down a couple grand in fees, airfare, and hotel for a measly week of polishing my science know-how, and here’s this whole seedy underbelly of riches I had no idea existed.
I arrived in Orlando for the North American Veterinary Community Conference with 16,000 of my closest friends energized, ready to be plied with jewels, cash, and cars. Kind of like The Price is Right, but with drugs.
In the past, I’ve wandered the exhibit hall for a breather in between talks, taking a peek at the new products on the market. Sometimes the companies would give us candy, or pens- enough to get us to stop by and familiarize ourselves with the product, but not enough to justify actually changing how we practice medicine. I would have done it anyway. Because becoming familiar with new products is, you know, what we’re supposed to do.
I wanted to start my day with one of the storied free food lectures, hoping to begin my morning with roasted pheasant and perhaps a fluffy souffle. Then I learned you had to get up at 6:30 and the most they could guarantee was that the food was “hot,” so I passed and had a Kind bar instead.
After a few am lectures about respiratory distress, where the speaker (and every other one at NAVC) carefully informed us about their financial ties- or lack thereof- to the topics of their talk, I hit the exhibit hall in search of fortune.
Somewhere past the forceps booth and to the left of the lasers, a long line started to snake through the aisles and out into the halls. Whatever they were giving away, that had to be good.
“Excuse me,” I said to the woman at the end of the line. “Is this where they’re handing out free cars?”
“No,” she said. “This line is for Build-a-Bear.”
“This huge line is for Build-a-Bear?” I asked somewhat incredulously. The three men in front of her turned around and to a one muttered something about little girls at home. It’s cool, guys. Everyone likes Build-a-Bear.
“Where’s the contest where everyone wins something?” I asked, and they directed me over to the east hall, where a bored looking woman instructed me to spin a ‘wheel of parasites.’ I won a chapstick with a picture of a tapeworm on it.
As I continued to wander, I heard some grumbling from around a corner, where four people were congregated around a woman clutching a big bag. “Where’d you get that?” they asked her, and she pointed to another long line snaking through the hall.
“Is that the jewelry line?” I asked.
“No,” they said. “This is for the stuffed Olaf.”
“Like Olaf from Frozen?” I asked.
“Yes,” a woman replied, “but you have to be careful. They’re really hard to get. You have to go through a screening process.”
“What sort of screening process?” I asked.
“No one knows,” she said. “All I know is that they keep turning people away who don’t own practices. I think they sell some sort of financial services. It might involve an application and a credit report.”
“I’ve tried three times for an Olaf,” said another woman. “They’re not very nice about it.”
“Isn’t Frozen kind of old news anyway?” I asked, but that was apparently not the right question to ask.
Dispirited, I walked into the booth of a large pharmaceutical company. “If I listen to your spiel,” I asked, “What do I get?”
“Information,” the rep said, pulling out a sheaf of papers.
“No car?” I asked, disappointed. “Or a trip somewhere?”
She dug into her pocket and pulled out some mints. “I have these,” she said, then brightened. “Or a pen! Do you want a pen?”
“I’m OK,” I said. “I think I just need something to drink.”
“They have coffee over by that pet food display,” she said. “I think the line’s down to 15 minutes.”
By this time, the line for the Build-a-Bear had disappeared, and in exchange for giving a journal my email address, I was presented with a small, naked bear.
“We’re having a contest tomorrow for some scrubs,” the booth person said.
“For me?” I asked. “Or the bear?’
“For the bear.”
After an hour or so of this, my tally of freebies was as follows:
-One naked bear
-A bedazzled lanyard
– 15 pens
-one urine container filled with yellow candy (this was actually my favorite)
“Why do you think these lines for all these freebies are so long, do you suppose?” I asked my friend Kristen. “Are we that hard up for stuff we’d wait for half an hour just for a chance to win a free ipad?”
“You’re veterinarians,” she said. “Of course you are.” Touche.
After a long day of lectures and wandering, I had worked up an appetite, so I set out in search of the free feasts. I searched every corner of the hotel, and couldn’t find a single one. I realized everyone must have gone to the free rock concert instead.
“Free concert?” I said, intrigued. Maybe there was some credence to this Indy Star thing after all! “Who’d they get? Dave Grohl? Bruno Mars?”
There was a long pause as my friend flipped through the conference brochure. “38 Special,” she said.
“38 Special?” I replied. “Are those guys still alive?”
“Apparently.” Pause. “My dad’s gonna be so jealous. He almost took a cruise with them last year.”
Hungry and alone, I went to my room at 10 pm and decided to order room service. After 15 minutes on hold, I placed an order for a Cobb salad and was told it would be an hour and a half, because shutting ourselves in our rooms alone with our papers is apparently a popular choice for veterinarians. I’m so predictable.
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