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	<title>Comments on: Let Them Eat Cake</title>
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		<title>By: Cora Lea</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cora Lea</dc:creator>
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		<description>Being a dog Person, I got a really big kick out of the sculpture.  The half eaten cake is hysterical.   I have walked away from a half eaten sandwich I left on a plate on the coffee table to find it clean as a whistle.  My friend had her husband&#039;s boss and his wife over for dinner one night and she had a beef tenderloin resting on the kitchen table while they were having salad.  When she came in to serve the tenderloin, it was not to be found, the platter was clean.  She thought she had gone crazy and was looking in the oven when her black lab walked by licking his chops.  Needless to say, they made reservations at that point.  But, we still love our little four legged friends.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Being a dog Person, I got a really big kick out of the sculpture.  The half eaten cake is hysterical.   I have walked away from a half eaten sandwich I left on a plate on the coffee table to find it clean as a whistle.  My friend had her husband&#8217;s boss and his wife over for dinner one night and she had a beef tenderloin resting on the kitchen table while they were having salad.  When she came in to serve the tenderloin, it was not to be found, the platter was clean.  She thought she had gone crazy and was looking in the oven when her black lab walked by licking his chops.  Needless to say, they made reservations at that point.  But, we still love our little four legged friends.</p>
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