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A puppy named after one of the world’s biggest pop stars could set the world’s record for tiniest dog.
Animal rescuers in Northern California say the female Dachshund mix, named Beyonce, was so small at birth that she could fit into a spoon. At two weeks, she’s about the size of a business card.
The Grace Foundation, based in El Dorado County, says animal control picked up Beyonce’s pregnant mother, and she gave birth to a litter of five on March 8.
Beyonce was the last one delivered, and was born without a heartbeat. Veterinarians managed to revive her through chest compressions and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
The foundation says she’ll be ready for adoption in about two weeks.
Meanwhile, it has submitted an application to Guinness World Records for world’s smallest dog.
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17 percent of the world population; superior I.Q.; appropriate average for individuals in professional occupations.
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10 percent; potentially gifted; average for college graduates
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2 percent; borderline genius; average I.Q. of most Ph.D. recipients
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1 in 30,000; Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and the chess champion Bobby Fischer.
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I am guessing this is in reply to this post, where I said “You would have to be a helpless idiot to absorb the rhetoric against gay marriage.” to which you reblogged and replied with this well thought out pile of baby shit.
“For reals?! You’re going to hate on people just because they believe something else… You’re a freaking hypocrite just like the rest of the liberals.
Go crawl in a cave with your Prius’ and organic foods and get over yourself!”To be honest, I don’t even know where to start, maybe by giving you the definition of what a hypocrite is since you apparently have no idea. You have to understand that I am not hating on anyone, I’ll leave that to the people voting to take away people’s rights like we saw in North Carolina this week, and idiots like Rush Limbaugh who are going on about Obama’s War on Marriage while he’s on his 4th wife.
Gay people are no different than you and I, and they deserve the same rights as anyone else. When some dumbass wants to publicly compare a man marrying a man to a man marrying a dog, I am going to go ahead and call him out, and any other moron who agrees with him. Our country should be better than this by now, it’s disgusting.
I hate the word homophobia.
It is not a phobia.
You are not scared.
You are just an asshole.
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Busch Gardens welcomed its newest resident earlier this week: an adorable Aardvark born Monday, March 26. The healthy baby weighs about 4.8 pounds and is expected to grow to more than 120 lbs. within its first year.
It is currently living behind the scenes at Jambo Junction – located in the Nairobi area of the park – and is receiving care from members of the animal care team. The baby will join mom “Izzy” and dad “Friz” in the upcoming weeks and will be an Animal Ambassador for the park, along with its older brother “Zawadi,” who will be a year old on April 10.
There are fewer than 40 aardvarks in zoos in North America. They are solitary by nature, and Aardvark births are not common. (via)
Today, I met someone who knew that they were going to die. I had known about this day for the last two weeks and I’d been reading up on what to say to them and what to do. There were strategies, and I made sure that I’d practiced them all. Because that’s what they teach you in medical school. They teach you the steps. But what is lost in a lecture is the humanity of seeing someone with a terminal illness.
What was worse, she was young. So young. Her eyes were a sheer blue like cut glass catching the light of a weary sun. She had seen so many lonely afternoons in half-lit room. So many dark nights when her mother had fallen asleep with the distress of it all. What it is like, to see someone you love die before your eyes. A slow death, a death not quite like anything you’ve ever trained for. And nothing could have prepared me for talking to her.
She knew what would happen to her. She knew that the drugs and the chemotherapy were pulling her apart slowly. When we were talking, her mother stepped out for a moment. And this beautiful girl said to me
“You know what happened to my grandmother? We went to see her lying so still. I sat in a black car and mum cried.”
I didn’t know what to say. She had robbed me of my lungs.
“That’s going to happen to me. I’m going to die. I know that. But mum says that it’s going to be all right. It’s not going to be all right, is it?”
And all I could say, all I was trained to say, “I’m a medical student. I’m sorry but I can’t give you any kind of advice on what might happen to you. I’m so sorry.”
We breathed in silence for a while. Until she whispered
“It’s not bad, dying.”
I’d say excited mop. :D
