Yeah. You're right. I guess I have been paying too much attention to my dog. My sister told me since is about to have puppies that I should feed her more because she is going to be more hungrier because she is in the family way. I should of have remembered that about cows. I just haven't checked any cows out in a long time; I have been paying more attention to women. We used to have the Jersey on the farm growing up till it got massititis? sp. By the way being an animal person would you know what would be the best food for a pregnant dog? She is half Spitz and half German Schnauzer and she mated with a Chiachua? sp. You know one of those Spanish dogs. I can't wait to see what the puppies will look like.

Schnauzers are cool dogs. Man! It sounds like they will be puppies with attitudes for sure.

Hi lilith! It was zapchaser.

Rainbow! You picked the million dollar case! This thread does not specifically focus on religion or faith. Put the damned toilet seat down.

This thread for me stems from the impending divorce of a close frind I have known since I was eleven. His wife of 26 years suddenly decided she didn't love him anymore and never really did. He was happily plodding along and WHAMMO! One of the many questions he asked was if I thought they were incompatible, hence the unequally yoked question. It is a long story but it was hard for me to believe someone could switch gears so abruptly until a week later when he found out that someone was phoning her and she would leave the room to talk. It was someone she met online and was gearing up for... well whatever. He is unequally yoked. What would you do if you were in that situation?

I would say that their compatibility had changed. What was once compatible for both of them was just wasn't compatible any more. I mean it might once was. Would you believe I wrote a poem about how that compatibility changed for me?

Different Worlds

Once we were unbreakable.
We met, shared times
and did everything together.
We were enchanted with love,
entwined with passion
and we said forever.
Then life came to us
and we shared dreams
talking all through
the night.
We were friends then
and we shared a common bond.
We raised a family and I can remember
when the doctor brought him out.
He was so red and wouldn't
stop from crying.
The doctor gave him to me
and I looked into his eyes.
He looked so much like me.
He had your eyes and he had
my nose.
We became a real family.
Then the crying and feeding and
getting up all times of the night.
We watched him grow for a while.
Then you watched him grow.
We met again and she came along.
I was there that time
and she had no color.
She was so pale and I was so worried.
The doctor cleaned her to breathe.
I held her in my arms
and she laughed.
Such times I still remember.
I had my job and you had yours.
We met like strangers in passing.
I can remember the last thing
you said.
We live in different worlds.

My beliefs are that a potential mate be;
1) Female
2) Warm
3) Alive.

After that, any other expectation will lead to disappointment.

faith shouldn't make a difference as long as you don't use it to harass your significant other like constantly telling you that you will go to hell for not believing what they believe or that when they die they will receive 72 virgins and reminding you that you won't be one of those 72 virgins or to forbid someone to eat a certain type of food because their faith requires them not to ..when one use their faith to control or dictate to others is when you need faith to tolerate them

Hey there yourself... thanks for the info!

I see a lot of truth in that at this moment.

I talked to him today and he said they really don't know each other. Raising six kids and soon to be empty nesters and he is scared as well as she must be. I told him to start over and ask her out on a date.I wasn't joking but for some reason he thought it was funny. He hasn't taken me serious since the fifth grade. Class clowns never get any respect.

I talked to him today and he said they really don't know each other. Raising six kids and soon to be empty nesters and he is scared as well as she must be. I told him to start over and ask her out on a date.I wasn't joking but for some reason he thought it was funny. He hasn't taken me serious since the fifth grade. Class clowns never get any respect.


That is what happened to me. Right before the beginning of the end (That must sound weird, huh?) of the second divorce we just tried dating. I can remember her saying as we dining at a restaurant, "This is kind of nice isn't?" We were in a separation from each other and she asked me out on a date. I thought what the heck and just enjoy the meal with her in silence but it wasn't that silent treatment kind of silence but rather just two people without kids not thinking our job the next day and really nice for me was that we weren't arguing about our inlaws. It lasted past the meal and I even went over to see the house she was living in because I was still living in the house we had together. She was renting that her dad had gotten when his mother past away. She was painting the cabinets of that house and we tried for a little while but then here comes the inlaws and it was like that nice little time we had never existed. But thinking back it was a nice time.