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		<title>By: AnneC</title>
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		<dc:creator>AnneC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 06:46:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The house my family lived in when I was between the ages of 3 and 8 had a rather large (at least 12&quot; x 12&quot;) hole in one of the bedroom closets.  I remember very deliberately dropping various items into the hole (including a Kermit the Frog watch I never found again) and generally being fascinated by it.  

I also remember lying on the living room floor dropping papers, cards, and other small objects through the heat registers.  And I&#039;ve always tended to carry a backpack around with various familiar/useful things in it.  

There is definitely something about &quot;putting things in places&quot; (sometimes for storage, sometimes in a sort of &quot;investigative&quot; sense -- my putting things down the heat register vents felt vaguely like the scenes I saw in cartoons where people would throw pebbles into wells to see if they could &quot;hear&quot; where the water was.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The house my family lived in when I was between the ages of 3 and 8 had a rather large (at least 12&#8243; x 12&#8243;) hole in one of the bedroom closets.  I remember very deliberately dropping various items into the hole (including a Kermit the Frog watch I never found again) and generally being fascinated by it.  </p>
<p>I also remember lying on the living room floor dropping papers, cards, and other small objects through the heat registers.  And I&#8217;ve always tended to carry a backpack around with various familiar/useful things in it.  </p>
<p>There is definitely something about &#8220;putting things in places&#8221; (sometimes for storage, sometimes in a sort of &#8220;investigative&#8221; sense &#8212; my putting things down the heat register vents felt vaguely like the scenes I saw in cartoons where people would throw pebbles into wells to see if they could &#8220;hear&#8221; where the water was.)</p>
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		<title>By: Kristina Chew, PhD</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristina Chew, PhD</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 02:40:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Then there were the photos (favorite ones) Charlie put into the crack at the top of the stairs!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Then there were the photos (favorite ones) Charlie put into the crack at the top of the stairs!</p>
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		<title>By: mcewen</title>
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		<dc:creator>mcewen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 01:43:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh I know what you mean.  Mine used to hide things in the same place [which was great!] now he&#039;s more inventive and trying to get inside his head and unravel things is more difficult than the average crossword puzzle.
Cheers</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh I know what you mean.  Mine used to hide things in the same place [which was great!] now he&#8217;s more inventive and trying to get inside his head and unravel things is more difficult than the average crossword puzzle.<br />
Cheers</p>
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		<title>By: Marla</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marla</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 00:54:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We have this situation as well.  If Maizie puts something somewhere chances are we may not find it for days!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We have this situation as well.  If Maizie puts something somewhere chances are we may not find it for days!</p>
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		<title>By: ange</title>
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		<dc:creator>ange</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 23:08:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>luckily my little hoarder puts everything under thing that he can *just* barely fit under... the quilt rack, his bed, the baker&#039;s rack, and sometime the old chifarobe (sp?) in my bedroom. I find clothes, food (apples, pretzels, chew up stuff), candles, and lots of his &quot;trinkets.&quot;  I was going to say I&#039;m lucky that I know where to look, but sometimes, it&#039;s not so lucky!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>luckily my little hoarder puts everything under thing that he can *just* barely fit under&#8230; the quilt rack, his bed, the baker&#8217;s rack, and sometime the old chifarobe (sp?) in my bedroom. I find clothes, food (apples, pretzels, chew up stuff), candles, and lots of his &#8220;trinkets.&#8221;  I was going to say I&#8217;m lucky that I know where to look, but sometimes, it&#8217;s not so lucky!</p>
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