(07-30-2015 04:11 PM)Eva Elisabeth Wrote:  Ok, I'll try the scientific approach (just kidding) and brood about someone matching these features:

Cancer Strengths:
- Loyalty
- Dependable
- Caring
- Adaptable
- Responsive

Cancer Weaknesses:
- Moody
- Clingy
- Self-pitying
- Oversensitive
- Self-absorbed

Cancer and Business:
Once cancer resolved their emotional issues such as shyness and insecurity, the powerful character will shine though, there is practically nothing they can't do. They have incredible perseverance and will stand up for what they believe in. With their strong intuition, sensitivity, powers of observation and intelligence, they will have great success in anything they undertake. They are excellent business people and investors because of their intuitive and psychic ability and their creative forward thinking mind, they are able to predict future trends. They attract wealth very well and know where to invest. Money and financial well being is very important to Cancer and this can help their drive in business. They need financial security and if they allow themselves to properly focus their energy and do not allow their emotions to over take them, they are more then capable of obtaining their financial goals and being incredibly successful business people.

I'll brood on a little, but maybe someone else has an idea meanwhile...

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Hmmm, "successful business people" etc. - GW Bush?

(07-30-2015 11:40 AM)RJNorton Wrote:  . . . but you all win one free chicken.

(07-30-2015 06:13 PM)Jim Page Wrote:  

(07-30-2015 11:40 AM)RJNorton Wrote:  . . . but you all win one free chicken.

Thanks, Roger! At least it wasn't a guinea fowl, as I don't like guinea fowl.

My granny kept those things on the farm, maybe to act as burglar alarms (they excelled at that) or to keep snakes out of the yard (weren't worth a flip at that).

--Jim

(07-30-2015 07:14 PM)Jim Page Wrote:  Hah! I applaud the fine work of your dog, Laurie!!! While I'm ranting about birds, I'll opine that geese are about the nastiest things on this planet, and some of 'em are ill-tempered, too. I've been chased by the darned birds and they'll peck at your bare legs and it hurts like the dickens.

When I was about 12, I had to share a room at the farm one summer with my great-uncle Percy. One night, about 3 in the morning, three or four guineas sitting in a crepe myrtle tree just outside our window cut loose for some reason. Uncle Percy, then about 75 years old, said to me, "Boy, go get that 12 gauge in the pantry, load it, and meet me in the side yard." Of course, I did exactly what he told me to do, not realizing what he planned to do to his sister's beloved guineas.

When the smoke cleared, there was perhaps the biggest brouhaha ever seen on that old farm. Boy howdy, was Granny upset at Uncle Percy and I caught it, too. Uncle Percy just sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee and declaring any guinea fowl in the property was fair game and would be dealt with in a similar fashion. I'll never forget it.

--Jim