RIP You old Dawg

A little over a month ago we put Skrappy dog down. He was getting to be in too much pain, and every day was a different story, some days were better then others. Some days were really bad, and it was time. We had the vet come to the house to do it, and I cried like a baby the whole time. Right before the vet arrived, Skrappy ate a penut butter filled Kong. He laid on his bed in the living room, and I kissed him and hugged him and held him. The last touch he felt was mine and Dan's. The last voice he heard was mine, the last smell was us. The last thing he saw was my face. I could still smell the peanut butter emanating from his face.

But at What Cost?

"There is Peace for our time" is the right quote. But at what price? Often times when you hear something that is too good to be true, it usually is. And that is what this quote reminds me of. Because, aside from the fact that Neville's peace did not last, a whole region was auctioned off and shared throughout the parties. Someone always has to pay a price. Below is an excerpt from some of  the events surrounding the Munich Agreement.

"Two days later, on September 29, France, Britain, Germany, and Italy signed the Munich Agreement.It allowed Hitler to have the Sudetenland in exchange for him agreeing to "guarantee" Czechoslovakia's borders-but only after Poland and Hungary had taken their shares!

Britain and France not only sold out Czechoslovakia to Hitler--but to Poland and Hungary too!

After signing the Munich Agreement, Chamberlain flew back to Britain, declaring that the Agreement meant "peace of our time!" But it was not to be.  Poland took its piece of Czechoslovakia first. Then Hungary helped itself to some of Czechoslovokia's Sub-Carpatian Ruthenia region.  Hungary said it had been stolen from them after World War I by the 1920 Treaty of Trianon"

http://www.weeklyuniverse.com/2003/poland.htm

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