<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:32:26.475-08:00</updated><category term='pests'/><category term='squirrels'/><category term='invisible fences'/><title type='text'>k9ELives</title><subtitle type='html'>Pampered Pets blog for, by, and about the issues, events, and products about which we animals need to know! For information about our K9Lives Club For Pampered Pets of All Species go to www.teamlesley.com and look for my picture (I'm the dog.)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-740459560796265239</id><published>2007-04-17T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:39:44.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Against The Move Toward Unispecies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/RiV2o0jhmYI/AAAAAAAAABs/R8ThHgjnTq8/s1600-h/IMG_6910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054576600467741058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/RiV2o0jhmYI/AAAAAAAAABs/R8ThHgjnTq8/s200/IMG_6910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am appalled by the ongoing human endeavors to eliminate the distinctions between them and us. It is one thing for them to favor unisex apparel for themselves. It is quite another matter for them to advocate for a uni-species like it was some form of one-world church or one-world economic system. It isn’t that we don’t recognize the perks associated with being loved by our own individual humans. We most certainly do appreciate being fed and housed and stroked and played with– I for instance, have recently begun to excel at tennis ball hockey with my youngest male human. It is the indiscriminate human bias that assumes that we want to be equal with them that I protest. I hardly think that Hisal wants the burden of human money enough to be stripped of his identity as a chimpanzee. Nor do I think that it is in the best interest of many of us pets to take out humanesque health insurance plans, buy burial plots, arrange for cremation, or amass boxes of necklaces, boots, coats, and diamond studded collars. What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arf,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saxby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-5963673589028598649?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/5963673589028598649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=5963673589028598649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/5963673589028598649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/5963673589028598649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2007/03/painted-fish-and-felines.html' title='Painted Fish and Felines'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/RehQOgtg0wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/O7PyUofGb9U/s72-c/IMG_6911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116994038147126177</id><published>2007-01-27T15:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:26:21.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little In Stinked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/1600/273014/IMG_6911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/200/185218/IMG_6911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human’s grandmother used to tell a little story about a family of skunks that reminds me of the plight of one California skunk who found a nice dry hiding hole in the back of an 18-wheeler truck and ended up in Toronto, Canada, on January 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little In and Little Out were skunk youngsters. One day they went out to play and when it was time for supper and Mama skunk called, Little Out was the only skunk who came. Mama Skunk waited but she didn’t want to wait too long because she didn’t want the lovely dinner to get cold.&lt;br /&gt;“Go out and find Little In, Little Out,” said Mama Skunk. “Look in all of Little Out’s hiding holes and then bring Little Out in for supper.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Mama,” Little Out said making sure to shut the door carefully without banging it on the way.&lt;br /&gt;It took Little Out no time at all to find Little In and pretty soon both skunk youngsters were wiping their paws carefully on the mat before tracking in the mud from outside.&lt;br /&gt;“Little Out,” said Mama Skunk, “you are amazing. How did you find Little In so quickly?”&lt;br /&gt;“It was easy, Mama,” said Little Out. “Little In stinked.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What made getting home quickly for Little In is probably the reason that the Toronto Wildlife Center is having trouble finding some human to give the California skunk a ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you may wonder, why can’t the California skunk just find a new home in Canada? Humans are picky about borders between countries, you know. According to Wojtek Dabrowski of Toronto Reuters, it is against the law to release a foreign skunk into the wild in Canada. It might precipitate a “skunk fight.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-116994038147126177?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/116994038147126177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=116994038147126177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116994038147126177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116994038147126177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2007/01/little-in-stinked_27.html' title='Little In Stinked'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116994034703415611</id><published>2007-01-27T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:30:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little In Stinked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/1600/273014/IMG_6911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/200/185218/IMG_6911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My human’s grandmother used to tell a little story about a family of skunks that reminds me of the plight of one California skunk who found a nice dry hiding hole in the back of an 18-wheeler truck and ended up in Toronto, Canada, on January 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little In and Little Out were skunk youngsters. One day they went out to play and when it was time for supper and Mama skunk called, Little Out was the only skunk who came home. Mama Skunk waited but she didn’t want to wait too long because she didn’t want the lovely dinner to get cold.&lt;br /&gt;“Go out and find Little In, Little Out,” said Mama Skunk. “Look in all of Little Out’s hiding holes and then bring Little Out in for supper.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Mama,” Little Out said, making sure to shut the door carefully without banging it on the way.&lt;br /&gt;It took Little Out no time at all to find Little In and pretty soon both skunk youngsters were wiping their paws carefully on the mat before tracking in the mud from outside.&lt;br /&gt;“Little Out,” said Mama Skunk, “you are amazing. How did you find Little In so quickly?”&lt;br /&gt;“It was easy, Mama,” said Little Out. “Little In stinked.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What made getting home quickly for Little In is probably the reason that the Toronto Wildlife Center is having trouble finding some human to give the California skunk a ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you may wonder, why can’t the California skunk just find a new home in Canada? Humans are picky about borders between countries, you know. According to Wojtek Dabrowski of Toronto Reuters, it is against the law to release a foreign skunk into the wild in Canada. It might precipitate a “skunk fight.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-116823059533619820?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/116823059533619820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=116823059533619820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116823059533619820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116823059533619820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-be-deceived-into-taking-any-new.html' title='Don&apos;t be deceived into taking any new diet pills for dogs'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116744682991845137</id><published>2006-12-29T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T18:47:09.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing For Your Supper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/1600/999565/Saxby%20Closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/200/646545/Saxby%20Closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been insulted at times early in the morning on a hot summer day by a piercingly shrill red feathered cardinal who resents my presence- imagine that! My response is to raise my pointed ears and point my snout meaningfully in the direction of the loud-mouth. My human, on the other hand, appreciates birds of all sorts for their song. It is interesting to listen to the way the birds relate in the morning- a squirrel doesn't seem to bother them in the least bit but a cat or another dog makes such a titter resound from tree to tree. I read this week of another species who sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Charles Q. Choi of Livescience.com, gibbons- small apes of the southeast Asian rain forest- sing whenever a leopard or other enemy approaches. Now these apes live in the trees but they don't climb higher and away to avoid the enemy. Instead they sing and get closer and closer up to between 15 and 30 feet away. The humans have been able to record the gibbons singing. They analyzed a total of 7 distinct notes that the gibbons use to communicate in song. Apparaently the first 10 notes of any song indicates its significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose gibbons are more like bluejays than cardinals. My human had a cat once, who upon slinking around beneath a tree in which a pair of bluejays had a nest, became the target of divebombing bluejays. The poor cat needed antibiotics to deal with the puncture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a singing dog but I have heard that some dogs do sing at times.&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully Submitted,&lt;br /&gt;Saxby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-116579367847093925?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/116579367847093925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=116579367847093925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116579367847093925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116579367847093925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-human-loyalty.html' title='On Human Loyalty'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116457911289812819</id><published>2006-11-26T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:24:35.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be a mascot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/1600/341045/Paw%20print122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8033/3921/200/15244/Paw%20print122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year the Humane Society sponsors an event in St. Louis called Bark in the Park. It happens in Forest Park which is the main greenspace on the west side of the city. My human tells me that this park has a lot of history too. It was the location of the 1904 World's Fair - but that wasn't so good for us canines- the fact is, a lot of us dogs got eaten during that fair which is one of the explanations for how the neighborhood known as Dogtown got its name. The 1904 Olympics were at Forest Park too. The police horses live there and the zoo is there too so lots of animals call the place home today including the occasional homeless dog and cat. Anyway, there's a contest for the mascot of the 2007 Bark in the Park contest and I just entered. So, if I make the next cut, I'll be hoping you'll vote for MEEEEEE!! I'll keep you posted. By the way, I'm still looking for letters from or about classroom animals to feature them in the December edition of K9 Lives Monthly.&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully Submitted,&lt;br /&gt;Saxby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-116257992209114039?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/116257992209114039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=116257992209114039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116257992209114039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116257992209114039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-chipmunks-and-penguins.html' title='Of chipmunks and penguins'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116231195984004809</id><published>2006-10-31T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:12:40.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Seeing Eye Dog and a Fur-free cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8033/3921/1600/Napoleon%20Head.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8033/3921/200/Napoleon%20Head.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Napoleon, my friend, a Seeing Eye Dog whose human is a missionary in Chile. You can read my interview with Napoleon at &lt;a href="http://www.teamlesley.com"&gt;www.teamlesley.com&lt;/a&gt;- click on my picture next to the link to the K9Lives Club for Pampered Pets of All Species. Then open the sample club newsletter. The newsletter includes all kinds of information about service animals- horses, dogs, and a parrot! Members in my elite club receive a certificate of membership and a subscription to an informative e-newsletter that will be delivered to your email box monthly on around the 17th day of the month. A percentage of my club's revenues collected between October 17 and November 16, 2006 will be given to The Seeing Eye.&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully Submitted,&lt;br /&gt;Saxby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Today, at my veterinarian's office, I became introduced to a cat named Harry. He was a most amazing looking animal- totally lacking in fur! Apparently he was specially bred to be fur-free. What do you think of that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35275901-116018930717077911?l=k9elives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/feeds/116018930717077911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35275901&amp;postID=116018930717077911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116018930717077911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35275901/posts/default/116018930717077911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k9elives.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-have-zoonoses.html' title='Do you have zoonoses?'/><author><name>Lesley</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RsEKdkHXBDY/Sg3a0D_o73I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ukkQHHOWn_o/S220/Lesley-5515+Smaller.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35275901.post-116010097310629026</id><published>2006-10-05T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:56:18.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would your human buy a "hypo-allergenic" cat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8033/3921/1600/MrsBrown121.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8033/3921/200/MrsBrown121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to meet Mrs. Brown, the sharp-toothed, rear-clawed feline member of my extended family who visits from time to time when her human entertains others who suffer from allergies to cats. I assure you that she does not appreciate having to be uprooted from her wonderful home and dragged over here where she is restricted to a suite of rooms on the second floor and prevented from socializing with me. However, I believe that even Mrs. Brown would prefer her temporary discomfort to the fate predestined for some of her species as described by Elisabeth Rosenthal in the International Herald Tribune today (10/5/2006). A biotechnology company in San Diego, Allerca, is taking orders for specially bred cats who lack the ability to make Fel d 1, the protein that causes most human cat allergies. At least Allerca cares about the altered cats because they make sure that the humans who procure them will be the sort who will definitely pamper! The company charges $4,000 for the service and it requires advanced orders in the U.S. of between 12 and 15 months. Would your human buy a genetically manipulated cat? Do you think this is right? Let me hear from pets everywhere on this very important ethical matter that could impact all of us if we ignore it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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