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This is one of the last times Annmarie Corey (on right with young rider) will feed her seven horses at her stable in Falmouth. For the last seven years, Corey has used her land to run a horseback riding program for children with disabilities. In January, she had to sell her house and the land, after losing her property insurance... Read the rest of this WHDH-TV story here. Leave a comment _____________________________ Coast Guard could build firing range at Camp Edwards .
Slideshow: Fat Cat Done In By Doggie Door
The case began when an Oregon woman noticed that large portions of food were disappearing from her pets' bowls in the garage. Then Jadwiga Drozdek discovered a 20-pound cat wedged in the doggy door built into her garage door. "Four months ago we recognized that the food was disappearing very quick," Drozdek said. "We said, 'Gosh, you know, (our pets) are always eating the same amount, so I don't understand why." After Drozdek helped the cat squeeze out of the doggy door, she gave the stray some food and brought him to a Humane Society shelter. "I heard quite a ruckus when I went into my garage," said Drozdek, who cares for six cats. "It was hilarious to see this big cat struggling to get in." The Humane Society had planned to put the cat up for adoption, but a neighbor of the owner who saw the report on TV has claimed the cat and said he had been missing for six months.
Archive: February, 2008
Its a little after 5:30 p.m. here in Bradenton, and I'm guessing we're going to get kicked out of the press box here any time soon (note to aspiring baseball writers - don't mess with the snowbirds who serve as ushers at these spring training venues. They may look kind and grandfatherly, but they'll mess your world up in a second if you cross them). But before that happens, here's a quick update of what happened today: 1) Shane Victorino hit a triple to right field that he probably could have stretched into an inside-the-park home run if he hadn't been held up at third. The Flyin' Hawaiian looked like he wanted to go home, but a meaningless spring training game is not the place to separate ones shoulder in pursuit of a roundtripper. Vic finished 2-for-3 on the day.
TomTom appears to have met its match
It seemed too easy. We set out on a mission to stump the TomTom, one of the new generation of Global Positioning Satellite devices that stick to the windshield with a suction cup and promise to eliminate the need to ever open a map or ask for directions. Craftily, we entered an address that could baffle veteran cabbies: 10 Gold St., South Boston. Besides being one of Southie's narrowest residential ways, Gold Street is also bisected by railroad tracks. The TomTom guided us down Old Colony Avenue onto Dorchester Avenue and within minutes had us turning onto Gold Street. "You have reached your destination," TomTom's female narrator announced. But our way was blocked by a chain link fence sporting a sign that read, "DANGER No Trespassing." We were in the shadow of the MBTA Employees Credit Union.
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