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<!--Generated by Squarespace V5 Site Server v5.13.157 (http://www.squarespace.com) on Tue, 21 May 2013 05:09:29 GMT--><rss xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><title>Celsey Delisle</title><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/</link><description></description><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 12:30:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><copyright></copyright><language>en-US</language><generator>Squarespace V5 Site Server v5.13.157 (http://www.squarespace.com)</generator><item><title>Parker Vs. The World</title><category>Blog</category><category>Cats and Dogs</category><category>Travel</category><category>pets</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 22:31:25 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/4/13/parker-vs-the-world.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15833370</guid><description><![CDATA[Since coming to live with me last May, Parker has been the centre of my world. I treat him like an only child by constantly buying him toys and treats; he is fed veterinarian formula food, and I brush him every other day. There are those other two cats in the house, though, and we have had the odd visitor. My roommate, Kat, owns a cat with her ex-boyfriend; I have a cat living at home with my mother; my parents got a new puppy who goes everywhere with them. The time also came when Parker had to go attend a slumber party.&nbsp;Parker has met many-a new friend, but he didn't exactly love all of them immediately.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15833370.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>Feature: Elena Roberston - Vet Assitant/Receptionist</title><category>Feature</category><category>Veterinarian</category><category>cats</category><category>pets</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 13:03:37 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/3/26/feature-elena-roberston-vet-assitantreceptionist.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15593110</guid><description><![CDATA[Elena Robertson worked at Merivale Cat Hospital from January to September in 2011 where she held the title of Vet Assistant/Receptionist. She presently works at Ottawa Veterinary Hospital as receptionist. I interacted with her in her Receptionist role at MCH when Parker needed neutering. She and I had a mutual friend who referred me to Elena when I had all of my new pet questions that I didn’t want to bother my vet with. MCH is where she got her own cat neutered, so I trusted her judgment.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15593110.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>Column: Wine, Women, and Song</title><category>Column</category><category>Commercials</category><category>Corporate</category><category>Shoes</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2012 04:43:43 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/3/19/column-wine-women-and-song.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15488359</guid><description><![CDATA[Living in the corporate world that North American society has become, it is difficult to avoid advertisements fighting to make me think about their product all day. From commercials on the television, to pages upon pages in my copy of Cosmopolitan, to a leisurely walk down Bank St., my eyes absorb numerous ads. Anything from burgers, to shirts, to strollers, if Company X gives me a message that I cannot deny, or shows me an image that I envy, I am likely to think that I need that product.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15488359.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>An Apple A Day</title><category>Blog</category><category>Neuter</category><category>Responsibility</category><category>Veterinarian</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 01:49:34 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/3/16/an-apple-a-day.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15467648</guid><description><![CDATA[Parker is the first real pet I’ve had, who has been my financial and emotional responsibility solely. The first responsible owner thing that I did was find Parker a veterinarian. I Googled which vet was the closest to my house, one that I could walk to to save on cab fare (no pets allowed on the bus). The Fisher Glen Animal Hospital was the winner! In our first visit I was given a folder full of information, like how much I can expect to spend at the vet, how to kitten-proof my house, or which food was the best.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15467648.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>Review: Hamlet’s Blackberry</title><category>Digital Age</category><category>Reviews</category><category>Screens</category><category>Technology</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 03:32:24 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/3/4/review-hamlets-blackberry.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15300514</guid><description><![CDATA[William Powers uses a prologue to describe the world of screens as a room full of people that cannot be escaped or ignored. One is constantly being tapped on the shoulder by old acquaintances or strangers. His protagonist searches for the exit but it cannot be found; the protagonist does eventually come across a hole that reveals a nothingness, into which the protagonist takes a risk and leaps.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15300514.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>A Cat's Home</title><category>Blog</category><category>Declawing</category><category>Houseplants</category><category>Multi-Pet Home</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 01:19:53 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/2/26/a-cats-home.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15201305</guid><description><![CDATA[The Ottawa Human Society (OHS) fancies itself a last-resort way to give up a pet. They have a list of other steps to take before handing a pet over to them, like asking one’s friends or vet if they know anyone interested in a new pet. They also have a series of informative pamphlets or pages of their site, covering topics such as how to introduce new pets to each other, specifics about declawing a cat, and houseplants that are harmful for feline digestion.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15201305.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>Review: Cats Don't Dance (1997)</title><category>1997</category><category>Animated</category><category>Film</category><category>Prejudice</category><category>Reviews</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 05:59:26 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/2/13/review-cats-dont-dance-1997.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:15010109</guid><description><![CDATA[Way back in 1997, when Fruit By The Foot and <em>Pok&eacute;mon</em> ruled my life, Warner Brothers released an animated movie about singing cats. I do love cats, so I knew I was going to love Cats Don&rsquo;t Dance (1997). At that time, watching the film merely meant an hour and fifteen minutes of distraction from my Lego. Re-watching it fifteen years later (fifteen years wiser), I learned the lesson about the necessity of equality in the workplace.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-15010109.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>My Little Man’s Mannerisms</title><category>Blog</category><category>habits</category><category>meow</category><category>pets</category><category>water</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 16:57:39 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/2/8/my-little-mans-mannerisms.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:14932443</guid><description><![CDATA[Now for how Parker earned his name. He spent most of his first month confined to my room so he wouldn’t bother anyone else (and he couldn’t handle the stairs yet). As a lightweight fur ball, he couldn’t get on my abnormally high bed in one graceful leap. His tactic was to jump as high as he could, dig in his claws, and pull himself up the rest of the way.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-14932443.xml</wfw:commentRss></item><item><title>How It started</title><category>Blog</category><category>kitten</category><category>pets</category><dc:creator>Celsey Delisle</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 14:35:18 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/2012/1/27/how-it-started.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">472513:14115561:14753297</guid><description><![CDATA[I’ve always been a cat lover, so when an old friend invited me over to see the litter of kittens his cat had just had I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. If I went to visit them I would want to steal one and take it home with me. When I made that comment to my friend he said “I’ll put my favourite aside for you!” How can you say no to that? I don’t think things turned out too badly for me, though.]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.spineonline.ca/celsey-delisle/rss-comments-entry-14753297.xml</wfw:commentRss></item></channel></rss>