Tips and Advice on all things Homestead related

In my early twenties I came to a turning point in my life. I felt like I had two paths to choose from as far as which direction to go with life in general and as I prayed about what to do and asked God for clear direction I felt like either one was a path He would bless and allow me to walk on. My first choice was to go to Veterinary college and become a vet. Now in Brazil, to get into college is different from getting into college here in the United States. You have to know what degree you want to pursue and which college you want to attend and then you go take a long college entrance test for that degree and if you pass you are allowed to go to that college for that subject. Before this turning point I had spent about a month or so in Rio de Janeiro with some missionary friends of ours and I saw in the newspaper that a college there was offering this test and one of their degrees was Veterinary Medicine. I had up to that point never really considered trying to get into college in Br...

My first dog that I ever owned was a little tan mutt we brought home from the Indian village when I was 6. I named her Ginger because she was ginger colored. I don't remember a whole lot about that dog except that she wasn't very nice and she tried to bite and attack people. I remember we had to keep her chained up a lot. One day I went to school and came home and my parents had had her put to sleep because of her behavior. I cried and cried but looking back we decided that she was probably demon possessed because of the circumstances of where she came from. I wanted another dog so badly I almost couldn't stand it. When I was 11 another missionary family was moving back to the States for health reasons and they had a young German Shepherd dog named Lobo. They needed to find a home for him. I begged and begged my dad to let me have Lobo. He said that if I could promise to walk him every day, cook his food every day, bathe him every week that he would let me have him. I pro...