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		<title>A tiger by the tail &#8230;</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I was a child I would frequently dream about having a pet tiger. In my dreams, my tiger and I would frolic and play. He would even fetch sticks, and play hide-and-go-seek. We were inseparable. Sort of like Calvin and Hobbes only I was slightly less irritating than Calvin, and my tiger never spoke [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was a child I would frequently dream about having a pet tiger. In my dreams, my tiger and I would frolic and play. He would even fetch sticks, and play hide-and-go-seek.  We were inseparable. Sort of like Calvin and Hobbes only I was slightly less irritating than Calvin, and my tiger never spoke to me or anyone else.  These were magical dreams fueled by the imagination of a child.  But inevitably the dream would end.  To this day I can still remember the pain I felt upon waking only to find my tiger was not lying next to my bed.  I don&#8217;t remember my dreams as vividly as I did as a child, but I definitely remember this feeling of loss.  Even if it isn&#8217;t tigers I dream of anymore.</p>
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