This happened to my family. Years ago my father was contacted through Facebook by a woman claiming to be his daughter. She was, and while it took my father some time to reply he did and the only change in our life is that the number of people we consider to be family got a little bit larger. At first I was mad at the mother. Mad that she kept this from my father and never gave him that chance to raise his daughter. My father is a family man and knowing he had fathered a child he would probably stayed in the community but he was miserable in that town. That is ultimately why their relationship ended and he moved to the city. I think she knew that, knew that he wouldn’t have been happy there and I’d like to think that she did was what she thought was the best choice at the time and I cannot fault her for that. Ultimately if she hadn’t made this choice for my father then maybe he never would have met my mother and my whole family would not be. How can I be mad at a woman when her choices may have given me the family that I love? In the end my parents 30+ year marriage is still going strong and I have not only another sister to love but also a niece and a nephew I am getting to know. Love does not divide it multiples and I could not imagine knowing I had a sister and not accepting her into the family.

Bichon Frise. They do not have a short coat but they do not shed and are a good breed for someone who sufferes from allergies. They tend to be very smart and friendly as well as easy to train. The ones I have known have all been good with children. I have known three full Bichons and two Bichon crosses and if I was ever to get a small dog (I much prefer large dogs) I would get a Bichon.

I’ve never had an LDS missionary come to my home but I did meet a pair of missionaries on a train when I was in Croatia. They were wonderful company, taught my friend and me a few words of Croatian, and shared quite a few amusing travel stories. If any of you LDS moms out there had a son serving a mission in Croatia in 2007 I may have met your son and you did a fine job in raising him.

BBC also aired Victoria Farm, Edwardian Farm, Tales from the Green Valley and Victorian Pharmacy.

:iagree: Thank you for this post. It made me smile when so many comments here had me close to tears. I wish more people believed as you do. The world would be a much better place.

Ask her prof. Mine almost always had extra copies of their text around and they may be willing to lend it to her. A good friend of mine borrowed the text from her prof for the entire semester. Failing that, if its only a few pages she needs to study, maybe she can ask a classmate if she can photocopy what she needs from their text.

BF until I was almost 2. All of my siblings were bf for that long and I know my youngest sister wasn't weaned until after she was 2. My mom got a lot of flack from friends and family over choosing to bf us. My mom use to bake her own bread and make homemade yogurt. She canned fruits and veggies every year and made homemade baby food. We all wore cloth diapers and she made most of our clothing until we were old enough for school. Now that I think about it my mom would have fit in very well with the hive.

If he had a reaction to the rabies vaccine it should have shown sooner in my experience so I'd be inclined to agree with the vet that it is heat related. I'd wonder about Anhidrosis personally if he is not sweating even though he is hot. I think what you are doing is the right approach. Keep him cool and keep him hydrated. Watch out for dehydration. I've hear of people feeding beer to horses that won't sweat but I've never done it myself.

Is he sweating?

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I'm part of the 'younger generation' and I would defently say it is common knowledge amongst my friends. Then again I read I Have Lived A Thousand Years when I was twelve so perhaps I'm not the most accurate representation of my generation.

This might be what you're looking for http://www.redshift.com/~bonajo/sotwgeo.htm

Homeless to Harvard: The Liz Murray Story

Instead of Hotel Rwanda I would really recommend reading Paul Rusesabagina's autobiography An Ordinary Man.

I grew up in a family of five and it never felt big but rather just right so I'm going with anything bigger than what we had. :lol: