Please watch this video, your future depends on it.
LIBERALS ATTACK !!
LIBERALS ATTACK... THEY'LL KILL YOUR PETS! ACK! ACK!
CALL ME SNAKE
ESCAPE TO NOWHERE... SNAKE!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
HALLOWEEN DOGS
PROBABLY WANTS TO SHOVE THE FOOTBALL UP SOME DOG OWNERS ASS!
HE'S NOT IMPRESSED
SOMEBODIES ONE SICK PUPPY AND I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT THE DOG!!
FOOTPRINT TO THE PAST!
AFTER PUTTING THE "G" TO SLEEP, DR. GILES SAID THEY COULD MAKE AN INK PRINT OF HIS PAW... I'M NOW THANKFUL THAT I SAID YES. THE PRINT HAS A CONTOUR AND IT FEELS LIKE HIS LITTLE PAW...
Monday, October 25, 2010
THE G-MAN HAS PASSED
G-MAN was 17 years old, a California Cat. He came to me on a rain blown stormy night. I thought I was hearing something, opened the back door, he was there, crying bigger than the little kitten he was, soaking wet and small enough to fit in a coffe cup. I fed him some tuna... he never left. They say cats pick their owners, he chose me.
He was a tough guy, but finally had to be put down due to Feline Aids. He traveled to Maryland with me in 2001 and kept watch over the property. Cats, dogs, foxes and racoons never bothered him, he did have to get stitched up a few times.
He befriended Little Kitty,
a ferrel cat I saved. She had a great litter and I kept the runt of the group, Little "G". Little Kitty loved the G-Man, she will have to get by without him, he always watched over her. He was a lucky guy.
It was a perfect Fall morning, and for G-Man it was a good day to die. He turned for the worst yesterday, so I took him to see Doctor Giles and we put him down peacefully.
He was always waiting in the driveway when I came home. Cats have nine lives and he lived all of his. Someday I believe, I will see him again, he was a good friend.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
STAND TALL FOR REAL HEROES!
FIRST STORY...
During a visit with a fellow chaplain, who happened to be assigned to the Pentagon, I had a chance to hear a first-hand account of an incident that happened right after Flight 77 hit the Pentagon.
The chaplain told me what happened at a daycare center near where the impact occurred. This daycare had many children, including infants who were in heavy cribs. The daycare supervisor, looking at all the children they needed to evacuate, was in a panic over what they could do. There were many children, mostly toddlers, as well as the infants that would need to be taken out with the cribs. There was no time to try to bundle them into carriers and strollers. Just then a young Marine came running into the center and asked what they needed. After hearing what the center director was trying to do, he ran back out into the hallway and disappeared. The director thought, 'Well, here we are-on our own.'About 2 minutes later, that Marine returned with 40 other Marines in tow. Each of them grabbed a crib with a child, and the rest started gathering up toddlers. The director and her staff then helped them take all the children out of the center and down toward the park near the Potomac and the Pentagon. Once they got about 3/4 of a mile outside the building, the Marines stopped in the park, and then did a fabulous thing - they formed a circle with the cribs, which were quite sturdy and heavy, like the covered wagons in the Old West. Inside this circle of cribs, they put the toddlers, to keep them from wandering off. Outside this circle were the 40 Marines, forming a perimeter around the children and waiting for instructions. There they remained until the parents could be notified and come get their children.
The chaplain then said, "I don't think any of us saw nor heard of this on any of the news stories of the day. It was an incredible story of our men there. There wasn't a dry eye in the room. The thought of those Marines and what they did and how fast they reacted; could we expect any less from them? It was one of the most touching stories from the Pentagon."
Remember Ronald Reagan's great compliment: "Most of us wonder if our lives made any difference. Marines don't have that problem."
God Bless the USA , our troops, and you.
STORY #2
POLK COUNTY FLORIDA SHERIFF GRADY JUDD
An illegal alien in Polk County Florida who got pulled over in a routine Traffic stop ended up 'executing' the deputy who stopped him.
The deputy was shot eight times, including once behind his right ear at Close range. Another deputy was wounded and a police dog killed.
A state wide manhunt ensued.
The murderer was found hiding in a wooded area with his gun..
After he shot at them, SWAT team officers open fired and hit the guy 68 times.
Now here's the kicker.
Naturally, the liberal media went nuts and asked why they shot the Poor undocumented immigrant (illegal alien) 68 times.
Sheriff Grady Judd told the Orlando Sentinel :
(Talk about an all-time classic answer.)
'Because that's all the ammunition we had.'
And Remember:
I'm a firm believer of the 2nd Amendment!
If you are too, please send this on.
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