They say dogs look like their owners! Well in this case I think it’s true. Pretty lady, pretty dog at the Monaco Dog Show. This is a Chinese Crested dog, which is hairless, except for head, lower legs and tail. (There is a variety called the ‘powderpuff’ that has hair on the body as well).
Today's Water-Logged And Getting Wetter Stock: Colgate-Palmolive (CL)
Colgate-Palmolive Company, together with its subsidiaries, manufactures and markets consumer products worldwide. It operates in two segments: Oral, Personal and Home Care; and Pet Nutrition. The stock currently has a dividend yield of 2.3%. CL has a PE …
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Inside Deal: Daniel Marsili Sold 14000 Shares of Colgate-Palmolive Company …
The Company operates in two product segments: Oral, Personal and Home Care, and Pet Nutrition. The Company's oral care products include Colgate Total, Colgate Sensitive Pro-Relief, Colgate Max Fresh, Colgate Optic White and Colgate Luminous White …
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These Scenarios Could Significantly Lift Colgate-Palmolive's Valuation
Colgate-Palmolive is the world's leading manufacturer of oral care products. It reported revenues of $ 17.3 billion in 2014 and currently has a market capitalization of $ 62.8 billion. The company derives nearly half of its revenues from its oral care …
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Lawyers defend celebrities endorsing Maggi, fault Nestle for excessive lead
"Madhuri Dixit also endorses toothbrush brand Oral-B. If anything goes wrong while a child is using it, can she be blamed for it? Celebrities cannot be held liable. Globally, endorsement contracts specify clauses to safeguard the ambassadors. Indian …
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Take Flight! by Robin Jones Gunn My rating: 5 of 5 stars My first impression of “Take Flight” was the fact that this isn’t the “usual devotional book” that I normally would read or review. The writing is best described like a series of encouraging notes and letters that reminds me of texts and emails,…
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Best of 2015: Lakewood Animal Hospital
We provide your dog or cat with quality routine dental care. This may be advice on proper preventive care like brushing. It may be routine dental cleaning or even tooth extraction. We will offer referral for advanced procedures such as a root canal or …
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New Pet Supplies Plus store opens in Painesville Township
In addition, the 7,543-square-foot store will feature a self-service dog wash and a full slate of grooming services tailored to every pet's needs, including haircuts, full body brushing, flea treatment, and nail, skin, ear and oral care. To contact Pet …
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3 Top Stocks to Own in Retirement
Andres Cardenal: Colgate-Palmolive has a presence in several consumer-staples categories, including oral care, pet nutrition, home care, and personal care. However, most of the company's sales and profits come from its leadership position in oral care, …
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I was shocked by that first photo, because the economy is really improving, so I actually went on Zillow and searched for foreclosure and pre-foreclosure homes in Oakland, and there were plenty (over a 100) but not nearly as many as your visual seems to show? What am I missing? In my neighborhood in Oakland (not a great neighborhood, definitely not the toughest), houses are almost back to early 2008 values now and foreclosures are way down from where they were a few years ago.
Regardless, it is still a sad reality that many dogowners are forced to give up their beautiful dogs involuntarily when they lose their home, and I strongly support providing dog owners (rich and poor!) with as much support as possible. Thanks for all your hard work.
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This is Lascar, the new puppy belonging to Romain, the young hunter in Gorbio. He’s a Bassett des Alpes (also called a Alpine Dachsbracke) The breed originates from Austria and is used to hunt wild boar and also to find wounded animals. He will be used as a hunting dog alongside Romain’s other dog, Tina who you can see HERE. She’s also in the third photo alongside Lascar.
Voici Lascar, le nouveau chiot appartenant à Romain, un jeune chasseur de Gorbio. C’est un Basset des Alpes (appelé aussi Alpine Daschsbracke). La race est originaire d’Autriche , elle sert à chasser le sanglier et également à retrouver les animaux blessés. Il servira de chien de chasse aux côtés de l’autre chien de Romain, Tina que vous pouvez voir ICI. Elle se trouve également dans la troiseme photo à côté de Lascar.
Last month, we headed to the beach for a few days as we worked on a revision of one of our guidebooks. We made our home base in Port Aransas, a small community on Mustang Island. As we all know, the…
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Today marks five weeks since my mother’s diagnosis with aggressive Grade IV glioblastoma, five weeks since my family’s lackadaisical spring was hit by a grenade that launched us into the surreal world of watching someone next to you on the beach suddenly snatched away by a rogue wave and pulled, slowly but inexorably, off by a receding tide.
I thought I would be much more angry than I am, angry at the unfairness of a universe that takes her in such a cruel manner while it leaves behind the thieves and liars, the selfish and the cruel, but I learned a long time ago that as much as we think we’re all playing the same boardgame, we’re only playing against ourselves. So all I can do is look at the situation in front of me and ask myself, what do I want to do with this? And every moment I spend being angry is one moment of quiet and comfort I will miss, the small scraps of lucid time I can gather up more valuable than gold.
I will, I decided, be unguardedly, relentlessly, grateful. It is a conscious decision, and not without effort, but it’s getting easier every day. It is a mantra I wrap around myself like a shawl, holding onto it until the shivers stop and the chill leaves my bones:
Instead of being angry that my beloved mother has a brutal disease, I am grateful she decided to forego treatment she didn’t want. Grateful I can be here for her.
Instead of being angry when hospice is slow to return my call or suggest solutions, I am grateful I have the benefit of knowledge so I can be proactive and figure them out myself.
Instead of being angry that I can do more for a sick dog than I can for my mother if she winds up in terrible pain, I am grateful that for now, at least, she is not.
Instead of being angry at the people who would make things more difficult, I am grateful they number so few.
Instead of being angry that I need to read through books to counsel me on what amends we should be making and forgivenesses to seek, I am grateful that upon reflection, we have no need. We have always been at peace with each other.
It gets easier with practice. For now, we are at peace with what is happening, and content with the thought that when we look back, we can say with certainty that we have no regrets about how we handled it, and that is perhaps the best one can hope for.
As you can imagine I have been hanging around my mom quite a bit these days, filling the air with talk of the day and the children. She has made it clear she prefers the conversation light. However, when and if she has a moment where she decides she has something important to impart, I want to make sure I don’t miss it because I still feel like there is still so much more left to say.
This afternoon, when the visiting family departed and my dad headed off to the store, she took a deep breath and turned to me, her bright cornflower blue eyes swiveling into focus as they peered into mine.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course, Mom.”
“I don’t know if you know what this is, or even if you know how to get it…” she paused.
I took a deep breath, as this is a moment I have been simultaneously anticipating and dreading.
“What is it, Mom?” I took her hand.
“Do you know….what spotted dick is?”
Of all the things I had pictured her asking me about, that was about last on the list, somewhere between “Sam Kinison’s used socks” and “an 8 track of the Bay City Rollers.” I paused, letting that rattle around in my brain: spotteddickspotteddickspotteddick, then I started laughing.
“Yes Mom, I think it’s a gross British dessert. Where the heck did that come from?”
“I don’t know,” she sighed, running her hands through her hair. “I was just thinking about desserts, and that sounded disgusting.”
I took her hands. “I will never,” I said, “Make you eat a spotted dick.”
She looked at me, Miss Proper Victorian Lady, and burst into laughter. Me and my mom, reduced to 10 year olds by a canned pudding. Then I brought her a cookie. Chocolate chip, because raisins are gross.
Desserts have always been very important to this family.
I know you were all hoping I would have more wisdom to impart about these momentous last days, but so far this is all I got. And I wouldn’t have it any other way, really.