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‘I know darling,’ agreed his wife Janet.  ‘How they’ve got the audacity to sit there and say those things I’ll never know.  If I had my way, I would make some of them wear a lie detector’.

Rathbone, who had been sitting with his head on his mum’s lap, while she gently fondled his ears, was stirred by the thought of politicians wearing lie detectors.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.caninesage.com/rathbone/rss-comments-entry-14032711.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>The Thoughts of Rathbone - Canine Sage - A Celebration for Sam</title><dc:creator>Rathbone</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2011 22:19:25 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.caninesage.com/rathbone/the-thoughts-of-rathbone-canine-sage-a-celebration-for-sam.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">371616:4001178:13816643</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>This story is about Sam the Collie; about his escapades and the stories he told about them.  Yep!  He was simply a class act.  And it’s no wonder the village canine gang would sit fascinated whilst the old collie told another of his hilarious tales.</p>
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