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As far as I know, we made up the name "Labradeagle"--for our Lab/Beagle mix. He was 35 pounds when we adopted him. He's about 45 pounds now. The vet said he should be done growing. I'm hoping so! He's the sweetest, smartest, greatest edition to our family. He's also very sweet with our kitties. He lays next to me surrounded by his toys while I'm working---only negative comment I can make is every once in a while he lets out a huge stinker and I'll be right in the middle of an important call. The dog gets up and leaves the room for a while--damn him Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Exactly

or thought about how horrible it is to support puppy mills But, having said that, I do my best not to impose my views on others--to each their own. My parents, too, purchased their dogs--papillons. My entire family is a papillon family, having 2 or more each. I love them, too. Of course, they really wanted me to be the next generation of papillon-owners. Instead, I adopted and I LOVE my Labradeagle Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Have ya'll heard/read about this? Apparently he's not your average teen---test scores put him in top 1% in the nation, enjoys debating politics, cashed in some of his stocks to make the trip. I'm just amazed he made it in. I would have thought they'd put a stop to non-residents entering the city for the time being. Apparently they told him they couldn't force him to leave, it had to be of his own free will. A bit ironic. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

She's precious. When we got our mutt 4 months ago, the first thing I did was post his pic, too. Proud parents Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I LOVE scruffy dogs! Congratulations on your new edition

I saw a Discovery Channel, or it could have been Aviation Channel, show about Area 51---much like GTA said, no aliens, still very active, but futhermore is a testing site for highly new, highly innovative, top secret military aircraft.

Procrastinating Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I have an elaborate wish that I've noted in my will: To have all useful organs & everything taken and given to someone who could use them, burn the rest, send the ashes to that company that grows diamonds from the carbon in the ash, grow a big diamond b/c those are forever, and give it to my hunny Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I wonder if everyone's responses would be any different in an indecent proposal situation Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

That's why I pile on the block. I don't want to be leather-bound at 40. Age, is basically just another thing like looks. IE: I always would have said I go for tall men. Then I fell in love with a man who is just barely as tall as me in my heels. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Very true. I based mine on my experience, but am always open-minded. At 25, I don't see myself really with younger men; the saying that women mature at a faster rate, I believe to be right on target based on experience. But, that could change as I get older and a "younger" man would have caught up by then I'm naturally attracted to older people in all types of relationships. My closest friends are in their 30s. My boy-toy is 10-years my senior. It has NEVER been an issue--even for the first year we dated and I wasn't 21 Age never really came up when we met---then my first time over at his place, looking through a photo album and saw his picture "Class of '88". Oh my gosh! Class of '88! Yea, what class were you? Gulp, umm, '98 Ha! Neither of us had a clue. And, that was that.

Definitely. My entire family including myself (at 25) has living wills--all of them say PULL THE PLUG. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I didn't grow up with my mom, but if I did, I'd definitely steal your line That's hilarious. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I agree. My mom, however, is the opposite of you and your daughter. She has begged me never to take her in/care for her, if she ever lost her ability to self-function. Her worst fear is to be a burden on someone (despite that I would NOT consider her a burden). I understand that logic, which is why in the other thread, I said I have no desire to live past when I can function on my own. On the subject, though: Unfortunately the stats of elederly abuse/neglect are just as bad for the elderly being cared for by family members. I have very little patience, in general, but have three exceptions: Children, Elderly & Animals. I especially have no patience of those who abuse/neglect any of those three. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I disagree. I don't feel any kind of proximity to death from skydiving. I think if I did, I wouldn't be doing it. It's not that I'm naive and think nothing will happen to me, it's just that I do so many other things daily, like getting in my car, that I feel put my life far more at risk of being taken away, than skydiving--which in my opinion, is fairly safe. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

I call BS on all you boys posting a min of 25. I was once the new 20-year-old on the DZ. I can assure you, there was no age discrimination from the 30 or 40-somethings! Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

25/25/40 Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Damn, I prefer on top No worries, just wanted to clarify

I was part of the brown bag club Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Sounds like gas pain. I LOVE vegetables---I even crave them believe it or not I was the only child my mom knew that asked for asparagus for dinner

I'm quite sure I didn't disagree with this. Perhaps you meant to reply to someone else. I don't have any desire to be: I don't see why I should focus any energy on worrying about it or being afraid of it, though. Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Ya'll are just sick. Wolf Creek? Hostel? Paint me in a corner, but my color comes back.

Little moments like that are somehow so relaxing, in a way. For me, even though I felt confident I could funtion within calm, quick response to a skydiving malfunction, there's still that curiosity b/c I've never been in a life/death experience. Until, once I tried several times to pull my pilot chute and it wouldn't budge. I say several times, but of course that all happened w/in a couple seconds. After the fact, what relaxed me and had me at peace with myself knowing I could function well and with good sense, was that during this time in my head I was thinking very clearly. I had this entire clear-thought-out process of what I would do and was never once worried or scared. In the time I could even explain my thoughts to someone, I'd thought it so clearly w/in a second in my mind. My pilot chute did finally come out the next try and no need for emergency procedures. I had a similiar car-situation once, too. It was really rainy and I was going up an entrance ramp onto an expressway. I wasn't going fast, but hit "Florida Ice" and my car spun right off the edge (I was almost to the top) and all the way down the grassy hill. It did about a 540-degree spin. It was strange. I was very calm, and basically just drove back up the ramp and got on the expressway.

I understand you train of thought. I've been fortunate to travel and experience a lot of things at 25. But I, too, have so many more things I want to experience in life. But, I just don't worry about not experiencing them. Obviously, I plan for the future, I invest, have a long-term plan for early retirement, etc. That's all banking on my being here for that day. Day-to-day however, I don't focus on being scared I might not be here for those things. And whether or not you believe in something after death, why worry about not accomplishing this or that before you go---I mean, how would you regret it? As long as you can be satisfied and fullfilled with where you are right now and what you've so far accomplished/experienced, even if there's so much more you want to do, it's being happy enough with your status quo this instant. I can't imagine living a life where I was never able to enjoy what I have this moment.