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<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 10:35:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>7 Wierd Things</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;Ok, Stephanie, and this is especially for you: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;So here are the rules....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;THE RULES: Each player of this game starts with the &amp;lsquo;7 weird things about you.&amp;rsquo; People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 7 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose&amp;nbsp;7 people to be tagged and list their names. Don&amp;rsquo;t forget to leave a comment that says &amp;lsquo;you are tagged&amp;rsquo; in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;So&amp;nbsp; seven weird things about me......&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I grew up Baha'i and now I'm LDS &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I've lived in Costa Rica and Ecuador. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I'm a gamer and if you know what this is you are one too and if you aren't you won't understand. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I love to geocache.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you are interested see &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.geocaching.com&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;www.geocaching.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;5. I like to eat my french fries with a ketchup and mayonaise mix but I won't touch mayonaise otherwise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; I HATE TO CLEAN ANYTHING.&amp;nbsp; I love the clean house etc but I can't stand to do it and have an extremely hard time starting it and then I do a lazy job. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff&quot; face=&quot;Arial&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I am extremely grumpy if anyone wakes me up.&amp;nbsp; It is exactly why I don't nap because I'll wake up mean. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 10:35:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Zoo Time</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I'm really lucky to&amp;nbsp;have a neat zoo in a nearby community.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It only has local desert animals.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On Saturday my daughter asked me to go to the zoo.&amp;nbsp; Since we haven't gone recently I decided to (reluctantly) go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;We had the best time!!!!&amp;nbsp; The weather was perfect at a sunny and high 70's (actually cool for us).&amp;nbsp; We did the almost 2 mile walk and saw all the animals.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Best of all their new baby bear was out playing.&amp;nbsp; Also the mountain lions decided to growl at us and of course the turkey gobbled.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was so much to see and the kids had a blast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;We really need to get out more often.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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<pubDate>Sun,  7 May 2006 17:08:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Things</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;It's been quite awhile since I have made an entry.&amp;nbsp; Lately my life has kind of sucked.&amp;nbsp; I keep writing these blogs in my head and they help me come to terms with whatever problem I was facing but somehow they just don't make it to the blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I've decided I need to laugh more.&amp;nbsp; So, how do I do that?&amp;nbsp; Well play with the kids of course.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun,  7 May 2006 17:05:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Friendship</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I've been thinking a lot about friends and friendship lately.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Actually, I'm one of those people who never seem to have any real close friends (other than my husband).&amp;nbsp; But I've always been that way. Really I have my husband, my aunt and two good friends and of course the numerous acquaintances we all seem to have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My husband however is Mr. Social Butterfly.&amp;nbsp; He has a several friends that he's known for over 20 years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;One of the reasons this has been discussed lately is my three year old daughter.&amp;nbsp; My husband thinks she needs friends.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I guess.&amp;nbsp; But where do we find them?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was part of a play group composed of ladies from church who have children the same age.&amp;nbsp; I actually gave that up.&amp;nbsp; The reason was the other children.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never before in my life ever saw a 4 year old snob.&amp;nbsp; But now I have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This one little girl would actually turn her nose up, grab another snobbish 4 year old's hand and walk away when my daughter said hi.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At first I thought I imagined it but, no, my husband's grandma saw the behavior at an event.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Also in the group are two terrorizers (their moms have no control over them and don't want to).&amp;nbsp; I just don't want to spend the whole time keeping my kids safe from them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is one mom I'm kind of close to and her boys are fine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Occassionally they come to our house or vice versa and it is just fine but our schedules just don't come together very often.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One of my real good friends lives an hour away at least until next week when she is moving but I never get there.&amp;nbsp; She has a daughter the same age and the girls seem to play together okay.&amp;nbsp; So, unless I specifically go out searching there really isn't a playmate her age for her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Then of course, this started me thinking about my friends.&amp;nbsp; My &quot;best friend&quot; is suddenly not my &quot;best friend&quot; anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our relationship really changed.&amp;nbsp; She started dating my father in law.&amp;nbsp; I was very happy for them, if they can make it work for them great.&amp;nbsp; I didn't think the age difference was a problem or anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But here is the thing.&amp;nbsp; Things changed, at least on my part.&amp;nbsp; I simply didn't feel I could talk to her about everything anymore.&amp;nbsp; Then they had a fight.&amp;nbsp; My friend had had a horrible week at work on top of it, so I took ice cream and let her cry on my shoulder.&amp;nbsp; She told me they were over etc...&amp;nbsp; Well, two days later they are at my house all happy and in love.&amp;nbsp; It became clear to me that she told him everything we talked about the night I was consoling her.&amp;nbsp; Not that anything I wouldn't tell my father in law was said but it became clear that the relationship was definately different.&amp;nbsp; Now they are broken up again,&amp;nbsp; will they stay that way?&amp;nbsp; Who knows.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Regardless, things have changed and I don't think they'll be going back to the way they were before.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;It is amazing to me the twists and turns life has in store.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As my dad always told me, life is what happens when you are making plans.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I guess I just need to go with the flow and concentrate on raising my children and being my husband's best friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu,  6 Apr 2006 09:16:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Why does the phone always ring</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;when you are stepping into the shower???&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;This morning I sent my husband off to work.&amp;nbsp; I got ready to jump in the shower while I had happy children.&amp;nbsp; So, I step in I'm not fully in yet and the phone rings.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was&amp;nbsp;my husband telling me he was bringing me breakfast (there is a local burrito shop that sells a Chili relleno burrito that is fabulous).&amp;nbsp; So I run for the phone dripping water everywhere.&lt;IMG src=&quot;http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/images/smilies/rainyday.gif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is my husband but calling me to tell me he saw a van a friend of mine might be interested in.&amp;nbsp; She has nine children and has been having a hard time finding a 12 or 15 passenger van.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told my husband to get the number he ends up talking to the guy selling it for several minutes as I stand there dripping. He gives me the info.&amp;nbsp; I call my friend real fast because I know she isn't going to be able to talk to me later today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But she doesn't answer.&amp;nbsp; So, I decide to finish my shower and call her later.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course as soon as I step in the phone rings.&amp;nbsp; Yep, my friend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We didn't talk long and I finally did get a shower. &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 10:00:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Small Town Politics</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I live in a small town.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well, if you ask a local we are a village not a town.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Perhaps there are 1200 adults.&amp;nbsp; According to the newspaper, we have 864 registered voters.&amp;nbsp; And everything they say about small town politics is true.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Actually, I think politics are similar everywhere but in a small town they are more noticable and everyone knows everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Well this town I live in has been a joke to the surrounding communities for a long time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our mayor had to give up her post a few years ago because she was convicted of a crime but come the next election, she won by a landslide. She has been mayor for 35 years except for that short period where she was forced to resign until the next election.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our chief of police was allowed to resign in a neighboring community because his wife beating became too public.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, he came here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He spent most of his time on disability, unable to actually work yet collected a paycheck.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His flagrant disrespect for the law unless he was arresting you was chronicled in the newspaper (published in a neighboring city).&amp;nbsp; It continued for years with the mayor's full support until finally he was arrested in a neighboring town for driving under the infuence (actually a local cop saw him drinking and get into his vehicle, he then called a village councilman, who then called his son who is a cop in the neighboring town, who tracked him down and arrested him).&amp;nbsp; We were finally rid of him because he&amp;nbsp;lost&amp;nbsp;his driver's license and therefore&amp;nbsp;&quot;could not perform his duties&quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;The village is actually divided into&amp;nbsp;two camps, those&amp;nbsp;who support the mayor and&amp;nbsp;those who do not.&amp;nbsp; I don't have any particular problem with the mayor as mayor only I don't&amp;nbsp;think she should hold her position due to her conviction.&amp;nbsp; And I hated the police chief that she supported.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Now, yesterday was election day. I expected things to remain&amp;nbsp;in the mayor's political influence.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was running with two opponents.&amp;nbsp; Therefore the anti-mayor group was splitting their vote.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To top it off the former&amp;nbsp;police chief was running for municipal judge. His wife was running for a council seat. Very depressing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Yet this morning, I woke up and my faith in the democratic &amp;nbsp;process was renewed.&amp;nbsp; The mayor was ousted by a decent margin and the police chief only recieved a paltry 66 votes.&amp;nbsp; A new day has dawned for the village.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now, we'll just have to wait and see what this new group does. &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed,  8 Mar 2006 09:01:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Travel</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I've been thinking a lot about travel lately.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I used to do it all the time.&amp;nbsp; Before I was married, besides the States, I lived in Costa Rica and Ecuador.&amp;nbsp; While I was there I travelled to Panama, Brazil, and Peru.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My husband was in the Navy and so he saw the world.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After we were married we still travelled quite a bit.&amp;nbsp; Anytime we had a few days off we went somewhere,&amp;nbsp; maybe camping in the mountians, exploring back roads, Mexico, LA, San Diego (We lived in Las Vegas at the time so it was easy to get anywhere).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Since we had kids we sort of lost the habit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know we started not travelling because as an infant my daughter would scream at the top of her lungs everytime she was in her car seat, immediately giving a headache to anyone in the vacinity.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;I do travel with my kids.&amp;nbsp; More so than most people I know.&amp;nbsp; I take them to visit relatives every year ( a 24 hour drive).&amp;nbsp; I often have to shop in the larger cities which are 2.5 hours away.&amp;nbsp; And once a year we go to Vegas to visit friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;But what I miss is the exploration.&amp;nbsp; Finding new places.&amp;nbsp; Learning about the area, the history, etc...&amp;nbsp; We just simply need to get back in the habit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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<pubDate>Mon,  6 Mar 2006 08:40:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Changes</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Someone once said, &quot;The only constant in life is change.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That really seems to be true.&amp;nbsp; And somehow, we get comfortable in our lives and are not open to change.&amp;nbsp; In fact, sometimes we openly oppose it. &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;The past couple of weeks have been full of changes for me. Some have been good and some have not.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think my biggest problem has been that I've had no time to adjust to a change before the next one hits.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;First I left a discussion board I've been on for over a year.&amp;nbsp; This was actually a good change but it hurt my ego when noone noticed I left.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Then my husband took over paying the bills for his business.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly we both feel better about this one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Then my son's speech therapy was increased to weekly.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure this is a good change as I'm not sure it is helping at all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Then my dog died.&amp;nbsp; Not a good change but at least she didn't suffer any. &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;There are other changes but those are the highlights.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think what I need to do is change my perspective and embrace change instead of dread it. &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon,  6 Mar 2006 08:01:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Sad Day</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;It's been a sad day today.&amp;nbsp; Our 10yo dog died this morning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was not unexpected but very sad just the same.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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<pubDate>Sun,  5 Mar 2006 13:37:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>My dog</title>
<description>&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;My dog has been very sick for awhile.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few months ago she began having terrible nosebleeds.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were told she had one of two diseases.&amp;nbsp; One of which could be cured with an antibiotic and steriod and the other which is uncurable.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;Well we did the medications.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We finally got her nose bleeds to stop but she is still sick.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is not eating, lethargic, vomitting and diarreah.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We'll be taking her back to the vet but I'm not very hopeful at this point.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Every morning I wake up and have to clean up the messes from the night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px&quot;&gt;We actaully have two dogs from the same litter.&amp;nbsp; Her sister is just fine.&amp;nbsp; But I'll be honest Maggie is our favorite.&amp;nbsp; It is really going to be sad if we loose her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed,  1 Mar 2006 08:14:00 -0600</pubDate>
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