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Subject: DOG SENSE

Have you ever heard that a dog "knows" when an earthquake is about to hit?

Have you ever heard that a dog can "sense" when a tornado is stirring up, even 20 miles away?

Do you remember hearing that before the December tsunami struck Southeast Asia, dogs started running frantically away from the seashore, at breakneck speed?

Do you know that dogs can detect cancer and other serious illnesses and danger of fire?

Somehow they always know when they can't go for a ride before you even ask and how do those dogs and cats get home from hundreds of miles away?

I'm a firm believer that animals - and especially dogs - have keen insights into the Truth.

And you can't tell me that dogs can't sense a potentially terrible disaster well in advance.

Simply said, a dog just KNOWS when something isn't right .. . when impending doom is upon us . . they'll always try to warn us.... !!

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How easy is easy?

We have just bought some brown rice. There were two sorts on the shelf. One was normal and the other was quick cook easy rice.
The instructions on the normal rice were as follows.
Wash rice under cold water then put into boiling water and simmer for 20 minutes.
 The quick cook easy rice. Wash rice under cold water put into boiling water and simmer for 25 minutes,
Normal rice £1-30
Quick cook easy rice £1-34.
Did I miss something here?

Yesterday did not start out too well. I took the car for an M.O.T. test, it failed. Apparently the front disc brakes were in need of replacement. The garage estimate was, one and a half hours labour plus replacement parts, £324.00. and they could do the job on Tuesday.
On the way back from the garage I called at the local motor spares shop. Result? One hour and four minutes later the job was done. Both front discs and pads replaced. Total cost £90.
I took the car back to the garage and had it retested for free and it passed.
It's amazing what you can do with a workshop manual, three spanners and a little appliction.
Money saved pay for a couple of days out at the seaside.
I feel quite good about it.

I am passing this e\mail from my dear friend Sherrie in Canada on to those who may find it interesting.

In my 40 foot square garden I am growing potatoes (two sorts) and beans (two sorts), together with peas and beetroot. Sweet corn and two kinds of tomatoes.

Four apple trees, two pear trees,an olive tree and a plum tree. Rhubarb and raspberries. Lettuce and spring onions together with leeks and brocoli.

Red onions, white onions and courgettes. Old English roses, assorted flowers from nasturtium to freesias. Various shrubs, a water feature complete with fish and a tame robin. If I could just strike oil I could almost be self sufficiant. Oh! I forgot to mention an abundance of assorted herbs.

WITH GRATEFUL THANKS TO MY DEAR FRIEND SHERRIE

left of centre 1\4 way up

Our young men and women are dying in a foreign country.Ethnic cleansing is happening in another. Fuel is in short supply. You can only afford to keep one room in the house warm at a time.There is rising unemployment. Refugees are seeking sanctuary. We cannot afford a family car and we will be lucky to get a weeks holiday in a caravan at the seaside. We are digging up our gardens to grow food to feed the family. Some people are keeping chickens for eggs and baking their own bread. Hundreds of families still cannot retur to their ruined houses. All we need now is another air raid.
Welcome to Britain, NO NOT 1942 Britain 2008 What does the future hold?

GIVE IT A FEW SECONDS TO START

I MAKE NO EXCUSE FOR PASSING ON THIS E\MAIL I RECEIVED FROM TREVOR. I ONLY WISH YOU COULD SEE THE PICTURES
The smell of rain

At the end of this story, it gives you two options. I think you will figure out what option I chose.

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery.

Her husband, David , held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news.
That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature.

Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.

'I don't think she's going to make it,' he said, as kindly as he could.

'There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one'

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived.

She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

'No! No!' was all Diana could say.

She and David , with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four.

Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away

But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest k iss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love.

All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.

There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.

But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.

At last, when Dana turned two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time.

And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.

She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.

One blistering afternoon in the summ er of 1996 near her home in Irving , Texas , Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing.

As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby, when she suddenly fell silent Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, 'Do you smell that?'

Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, 'Yes, it smells like rain.'

Dana closed her eyes and again asked, 'Do you smell that?'

Once again, her mother replied, 'Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain.'

Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
'No, it smells like Him.

It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.'

Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children.

Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along.

During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

You now have 1 of 2 choices. You can either pass this on and let other people catch the chills like you did or you can delete this and act like it didn't touch your heart like it did mine.

IT'S YOUR CALL!

'I can do all things in Him who strengthens me.'

This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, and He asked: 'My child, what is your greatest wish for today?' I responded:
'Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much' The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, but not its end.

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This message works on the day you receive it. Let us see if it is true. _____________

ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we call them FRIENDS.

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Pass this on to your true friends. Something good will happen to you at 11:00 in the morning; something that you have been waiting to hear.

This is not a joke; someone will call you by phone or will speak to you about something that you were waiting to hear.

Do not break this prayer; send it to a minimum of 5 people.

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YOU COULD HEAR A PIN DROP

When in England at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked
by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an
example of empire building' by George Bush. He answered by saying,
'Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men
and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders.
The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to
bury those that did not re turn.

You could have heard a pin drop.

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Then there was a conference in France where a number of international
engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a
break one of the French engineers came back into the room saying 'Have
you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft
carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intend
to do, bomb them?' A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly:
' Our
carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred
people; they are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical
power to shore facilities; they have three cafeterias with the capacity
to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several
thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they
carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured
to and from their flight deck.. We have eleven such ships; how many does
France have?'

You could have heard a pin drop.
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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included
Admirals from the U.S. , English, Canadian, Australian and French
Navies.. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a
large
group of Officers that included personnel from most of those
countries.
Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but
a
French admiral suddenly complained that, 'whereas Europeans learn many
languages, Americans learn only English.' He then asked, 'Why is
it
that
we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than
speaking French?' Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied
'Maybe it's because the Brits, Canadians, Aussies and Americans
arranged
it so you wouldn't have to speak German.'
You could have heard a pin drop.

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AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...
A group of Americans, retired teachers, recently went to France on a
tour. Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by
plane.
At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his
carry on. 'You have been to France before, monsieur?' the customs
officer asked sarcastically. Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to
France previously. 'Then you should know enough to have your passport
ready.' The American said, 'The last time I was here, I didn't
have to
show it.' 'Impossible. Americans always have to show your
passports on
arrival in France !' The American senior gave the Frenchman a long
hard
look. Then he quietly explained. 'Well, when I came ashore at Omaha
Beach on D-Day in '44 to help liberate this country, I couldn't
find any
Frenchmen to show it to.'
You could have heard a pin drop

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What Is A Veteran?
A 'Veteran' -- whether active duty, discharged, retired, or
reserve --
is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made
payable to 'The United States of America,' for an amount of
'up to,
and including his life.'
That is honour and there are too many people in this country who no longer understand that fact

Subject: Jokes

Chester and Earl are going hunting.

Chester says to Earl, "I'll send my dog out to see if there are any ducks out in the pond. If there aren't any ducks out there, I'm not going hunting." So he sends the dog out to the pond. The dog comes back and barks twice. Chester says, "Well I'm not going to go out. He only saw two ducks out there."

Earl says, "You're going to take the dog's barks for the truth?" Earl doesn't believe it, so he goes to look for himself.

When he gets back he says, "I don't believe it. Where did you get that dog? There really are only two ducks out there!"

Chester says, "Well, I got him from the breeder up the road. If you want, you can get one from him, too."

So Earl goes to the breeder and says he wants a dog like the one his friend Chester has. The breeder obliges and Earl brings the dog home, tells it to go out and look for ducks.

Minutes later the dog returns with a stick in its mouth and starts humping Earl's leg.

Outraged, Earl takes the dog back to the breeder and says, "This dog is a fraud. I want my money back!"

The breeder asks Earl what the dog did.

So Earl tells him that when he sent the dog out to look for ducks, it came back with a stick in its mouth and started humping his leg.

The breeder says, "Earl, all he was trying to tell you was that there are more f*cking ducks out there than you can shake a stick at!"

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Out on the golf course with his wife, the husband says, "Twenty years ago I had a brief affair. It meant nothing. I hope you can forgive me."

His wife was hurt but said, "Dearest, those days are long gone. What we have now is far more valuable. I forgive you." They embraced and kissed.

On the seventeenth tee, the husband was starting his back swing when the wife blurted out, "I'm sorry darling, I've been so conscience-stricken since you told me, but since we're being honest with each other, I have something to tell you also. Fifty-two years ago I had a sex change operation. I was a man before I met you. I hope you can forgive me."

The husband, froze at the top of his back swing then threw a fit! He slammed the driver into the ground, kicked the ball into the woods, stormed off the tee, pushed the golf cart over on its side, broke the rest of his clubs one by one, then started on hers.

He screamed and ranted, "You liar! You cheat! You despicable deceiver! How could you? I trusted you with all my heart and soul... And all these years you've been playing off the ladies' tees!"

Reference: Country Music

Turn on your sound, click on the web site below,
And scroll down with your cursor to follow the words. This is hilarious,....

For those of you who love country music and for those who don't.....this is a good one.

http://jbreck.com/itsshardtokiss.html

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I know it's not brilliant but it's amazing what you can do with some balsa wood and tissue paper.

MAXINE FOR PRESIDENT.

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Good Plan

Everyone concentrates on the problems we're having in this country lately; illegal immigration, hurricane recovery, alligators attacking people in Florida .

Not me. I concentrate on solutions for the problems. It's a win-win situation.
Dig a moat the length of the Mexican border.
+ Send the dirt to New Orleans to raise the level of the levies.
+ Put the Florida alligators in the moat along the Mexican border.

Any other problems you would like for me to solve today?

Think about this: If you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone--

YOU' RE PART OF THE PROBLEM!

Yep, I passed it on

All courtesy of my American son in law Bless him

from an american newspaper

It took me a second, but make sure you read the story under the picture.
You can't fix stupid

Wal-Mart Cake

Keep in mind this actually really did happen.
This is someone who was moving from an insurance claims office.

Okay so this is how I imagine this conversation went:

Walmart Employee: 'Hello 'dis be Walmarts, how can I help you?'

Customer: ' I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week.'

Walmart Employee: 'What you want on the cake?'

Customer: 'Best Wishes Suzanne' and underneath that 'We will miss you'.

STOP LAUGHING!

I am rejuvinated, refreshed, revitalised.  I have just spent three glorious days in Gods own country, yes folks I have just had a three day break in south west Wales.  All sunshine and golden sands and blue skies. The whole place is fresh and green and alive with wild flowers and of course as the kids are all at school it was almost empty.
Forget the costa something or fuerta somewhere. When the sun shines and it's 25 degrees in the shade there is no better place to be than on a British summer holiday.

Now I don't want to sound sexist or like I'm givin' a come on or sumthin' fellers, but ain't that Emma got the purtiest face?

Someone sent me a message which started " I like the lightness of your blog"  But somehow I have lost it. If it was you I am sorry that I could not reply, perhaps you might like to try again.
  

About twenty years ago I was fortunate enough to be granted an interview with an Indian Chief on a visit to the U.K. After spending an afternoon with him he gave me a copy of a tape recording that had been made in secret at a pow-wow meeting. I have just found that tape and have managed to digitally remaster it and put it onto a c.d.. The original recordings were in mono but I have managed to make a sterio copy for playing on modern equipment. The titles are Honouring Songs and Grass Dance Songs and that is all the information I have. The recordings are unique in the fact that they were recorded on a hand held tape recorder and in secret. If you are interested in shamanic drumming and would like to buy a copy please get in touch in the usual way for more details. If you are genuinely interested in all things Native American or shamanic this would be a little piece of undiscovered history.

NOW THEY LIVE ON A RESERVATION

THINK ABOUT IT

Can I just swap houses with someone who has a house that I like if they like mine? Assuming that both houses are of a similar value and have no outstanding mortgage. It could be that someone in another part of the country wants to live where I live but cannot sell their house at the moment.

                                 THANK YOU ALL MY WONDERFUL FRIENDS FOR YOUR WARM TOUGHTS AND BEST WISHES ON MY COMING OF AGE. I WISH THAT I COULD MEET YOU ALL AND SHAKE HANDS BUT IT IS GOOD TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE THERE. YOUR WISHES ARE MOST APPRECIATED. MAY YOU ALL LIVE A LONG AND BEAUTIFUL LIFE.

This is my last blog as a person.  Tomorrow I become a nobody, I will have no standing in society, no voice, no influence.  I will become an embarrassment to the government, a burden on the health service and an obstacle to the public.  I will be poverty stricken, cold and hungry. I will not be able to look after myself, will dress in unfashionable clothes which have been purchased from charity shops.  If I am ever able to afford a holiday in the future it will have to be on a coach trip with other people of my kind, stopping at every motoeway service area to relieve myself. I will be muddled and confused and will not understand the modern technological world. I will hate all young people of whatever race or backround, will detest modern music and tell everyone how much better it was in the old days. rom tomorrow I can do what I please, when I please and where I please. From tomorrow I can grumble about everything and anything and get away with it because nobody will listen to me. Tomorrow I am 65 years old and will be a PENSIONER.
If you believe for one moment that I am going to put up with any of it watch out. I have just been let out and am going hunting.

Just could not resist this Usky. Hope you don't mind.

IT HAS TAKEN ME OVER AN HOUR TO LOG ON.
BLOG UK STOP MESSING WITH THE SETTINGS OR WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING. THIS SITE USED TO WORK PERFECTLY UNTIL SOME PILLOCK STARTED TO MESS WITH IT. WE COULD LOG ON WITH ONE CLICK AND GET STRAIGHT TO WHERE WE WANTED TO BE. NOW IT SEEMS WE HAVE TO GO ROUND IN CIRCLES TO GET NOWHERE. PUT IT STRAIGHT THEN LEASVE THE B%&&(% THING ALONE. IT'S NO WONDER PEOPLE ARE LEAVING.

We all know that most people these days can't say a sentence without having to add at least one swear word, but do you have to spell it out when you're writing your blog? If you can't control your language when you're speaking that's one thing, but to be unable to do so when you're writing shows a distinct lack respect for those who may be reading. NO! I am not a prude, I just don't happen to think that the use of "bad" language is neccessary. It just shows ignorance.

I know we should keep somethings to ourselves but I feel I must share this with my friends as I know you will be concerned.  As you may recall, in the past I have broken my neck and had a heart attack to name but two.  Now I find I have a condition.  Somedays I have quite a lot of energy and somedays none at all.  Sometimes I start off quite well and then suddenly run out of steam and have to rest.  Somedays I feel quite happy and other days I feel really miserable and short tempered.  There are days when my whole body aches and I can hardly lift my arms.  I get the occasional headache and suffer with sinusitis and a sore throat and irritating cough.  My eyesight is not as good as it could be and at the other end my feet hurt.  My knees are about to give way on me and I have a funny pain in my right hand.  My doctor has not been a lot of help as he tells me that I am suffering from an incurable condition called life. I just have to put up with it. There is no known cure.
There now I've got that off my chest I feel much better.
Be Happy   ED