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"Duncan McLoud"
Ch. LN's Greyfeir TH' Highlander
CH. Caraneal's Handyman x CH. Thimbletip Ln's Ali Kat
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"Whitney"
Ch. Greyfeir Whitney Work's It Out
Ch. Sherandra's Devil Dawg x Kesar's Pardon My Past
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HOME OF CHAMPIONS 
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 The Yorkshire Terrier is a marvelous little bit of wonderment 
that makes you smile each and every time you  see them. We have 
three champions and are so proud of our "fur children". The above Pictured dog is Ch.  LN's Greyfeir Th' Highlander, otherwise known 
as "Duncan my Donut" to us all. He is beautiful and now has a son, 
Dougall, being shown in Italy by his new owner a breeder/judge, 
Caterina Mancuso. 
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When GOD made the Yorkie HE in HIS infinite wisdom created 
sheer laughter and joy for all to see and experience. To  own and
love a Yorkie is to love a bit of what heaven will be like unequivocal
lasting treasured love and  knowledge of what love truly is. Sit a 
spell and enjoy my children. I am always available to advise and 
to chat and enlighten anyone who will but ask. 
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 The yorkshire terrier, if well cared for, will live to between 15 to
20 years and will play all of those years. They are a very robust, 
fun loving and child that will greet you, if you just took out the 
trash, as if you'd been gone  20 years and come home. When you 
pack a suitcase they are sitting in the middle of it wanting to know 
 "where are we going." Love, true love, is being owned by a 
Yorkie. Friends are the flowers you give yourself and to own more
than one Yorkie is to own a garden of exquisite beauty beyond 
compare with wonderful  music made on the heartstrings of
your heart playing lovely chords of enchantment. 
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 Besides breeding to the standard for show, I sew. I make
wonderful beds for my yorkies and bows for their 
 hair and diapers for my males. 
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We don't have puppies very often, but occasionally we do
to approved homes. 
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To kill an American
 
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See more of my Yorkies
Beds, Bows and Diapers 
American Kennel Club
Holistic Natural Rearing 
POW/MIA'S
In the Shadow of the Blade
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Until I can find a guest book without puppy mill ads
I won't have one. Please just send me an e-mail. I love
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To kill an American
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The following was said to be written by a dentist in Australia.  In the event that isn't true, it's still a nice piece. 
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An American "You probably missed it in the rush of news last 
week, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper an offer of a reward to anyone who killed 
an American, any American.  So I just thought I would write to 
let them know what an American is, so they would know when 
they found one. 
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An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German, 
Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek.  An American may also
be Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Australian, 
Iranian, Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani, or Afghan.  An American 
may also be a Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, or 
one of the many other tribes known as native Americans. 
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An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, 
or Muslim.  In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan. The only difference is that in America they are 
free to worship as each of them choose.  An American is also 
free to believe in no religion.  For that he will answer only to 
God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to
speak for the government and for God. 
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An American is from the most prosperous land in the history 
of the world.  The root of that prosperity can be found in the 
Declaration of Independence, which recognizes the God given
right of each man and woman to the pursuit of happiness. 
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An American is generous.  Americans have helped out just 
about every other nation in the world in their time of need. 
When Afghanistan was overrun by the Soviet army 20 
years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable 
the people to win back their country.  As of the morning of 
September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation 
to the poor in Afghanistan.  The best products, the best books, 
the best music, the best food, the best athletes. 
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Americans welcome the best, but they also welcome the least. 
The national symbol of America welcomes your tired and your 
poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, 
tempest tossed. These in fact are the people who built America. 
Some of them were working in the Twin Towers on the morning 
of September 11, earning a better life for their families. 
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So you can try to kill an American if you must.  Hitler did. 
So did General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and 
every bloodthirsty tyrant in the history of the world.  But, in doing 
so you would just be killing yourself. 
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Because Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the embodiment of the human spirit of freedom.  Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American. 

So look around you.  You may find more Americans in your land 
than you thought were there.  One day they will rise up and 
overthrow the old, ignorant, tired tyrants that trouble too many 
lands.  Then those lands, too, will join the community of free 
and prosperous nations.  And America will welcome them!
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George Washington's prayer for the United States.
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"Almighty God; We make our earnest prayer that Thou wilt keep
the United States in Thy holy protection; that Thou wilt incline 
the hearts of the citizens to cultivate a spirit of subordination and obedience to government; and entertain a brotherly affection 
and love for one another and for their fellow citizens of the 
United states at large."  "
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And finally that Thou wilt most graciously be pleased to 
dispose us all to do justice, to love mercy, and to demean 
ourselves with that charity, humility, and pacific temper of 
mind which were the characteristics of the Divine Author 
of our blessed religion, and without a humble imitation 
of whose example in these things we can never hope to be 
a happy nation.  Grant our supplication, we beseech Thee, 
through Jesus Christ our Lord.   Amen."

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Don't Close Your Blinds 


 

The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war 
 

..My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. 

My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. 

I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. 

My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. 

He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?" 

"I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied. 

"OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush." 

Our son giggled and said "OK." 

"Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said. 

"OK Dad, I'm pretending." 

"Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you see Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death . Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, son....what do you do?" 

"Dad?" 

" What do you do son?" 
 
 

"I'd call the police, Dad." 

"OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. 

"What do you do then son?" 

"Dad.......... but the police are supposed to help!" 

My son starts to whine. 
 
 

"They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says. 

"But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims. 

"I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children." 

"Daddy...he kills them?" 

"Yes son, he does. 

"What do you do?" 
 
 

"Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him." our son says. 

"Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my husband says. 

"But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!" 

"WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" 

Our son starts to cry. 
 

"OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?" 

"What Daddy?" 

"He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. 

"WHAT DO YOU DO?" 

"Daddy..." 

"WHAT DO YOU DO?" 

Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, 

"I'd close the blinds, Daddy." 

My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. 

WHY?? 
 

"Because Daddy..... 

the police are supposed to help people who needs them...and they won't help.... You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop him... 

I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself Daddy.....I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening." 

I start to cry. 

My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions and he says... 

"Son" 

"Yes, Daddy." 

"Open the blinds because that man.... 

he's at your  front door... 

"WHAT DO YOU DO?" 

My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. 

He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: 

" I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!" 

I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to his chest and hugs him tight, and says... 

" It's too late to fight him, he's too strong and he's already at YOUR front door son..... 

you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. 

You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it alone, before its too late." my husband whispers. 

THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. 

When good men stand by and let evil happen son, 

THAT is the greatest atrocity in the world. 

"YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" 

BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! 

BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!! 

SUPPORT THEM!!! 

SUPPORT AMERICA... S 

O THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO 

CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..." 

This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in every school in America. Of course that won't happen so we'll use the internet. 

GOD BLESS !!!!!!!!!! 

Steven R Chandler, CMSgt 
332 ELRS/Vehicle Management Flight Balad Air Base, Iraq
 

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