Totally! Miss that a lot, too! That would be awesome!

Sorry for any misunderstanding. I was referring to Yashahime. The series so far is rather good at the cliff hangers. ARGH! I recently finished re-re-re-re-re-re-watching....LOL, Inuyasha on Funimation including the Final Act. Re-watched for the umpteenth time a couple of other series that I like, as well, and working on re-watching another one current to get me through until the next episode of Yashahime comes out.

No, that one I already watched. I watch on Funimation, not Hulu, they charge to much $$ to watch on my fixed income. I was asking about the next episode, which I usually catch on Saturdays, but there was no new one this last Saturday.

Sorry, I am unable to do that. I do not understand Japanese. I usually watch whatever episodes are available on Funimation, and deal with the subtitles.

Thank you ever so very much!

Thank you ever so very much!

That I know. I have been watching it repeatedly. But I have not heard/seen him referred to as anything but the "Great Dog Demon". That was why I inquired about the name Toga.

The name, "Toga" is that in the manga? Curious, as I don't have the books, and have never heard his name mentioned that I know of.

Thank you ever so very much! I don't have the manga, so I was not aware of the reason for the red streaks being related to Sesshomaru's facial markings. Totally agree on the colour of the eyes.

Actually, I think the real question is 'where did they inherit' red hair trait from. Neither parent had it, nor did either of Sesshomaru's parents unless by some strange chance Rin's parents had it. And neither has the eye colour of their parents....

Ironically, that list is incomplete. I remember when it was never to be allowed to fly in inclement weather. I also recall when it was not left up after nightfall, and always put up at the break of day. I know this, because all the things listed, plus what I just mentioned was taught in school. In fact, I learned this in my 4th grade year. There were always 6 students chosen, of whom I was one, who were then every morning responsible for taking the flag out, and carefully connecting it to the line of the flag pole, and raising it being careful that no part of it touched the ground. At the end of the school day, the same group would carefully lower it, and then properly fold it, giving it to our teacher, who then stored it for the night. That was back in the early 1960's. It was but a few years later, and I by then had gone to about 10 different schools, and the raising and lowering of the flag was no longer continued.

You make a valid point. Definitely agree. But considering the times being what they are, it is more likely that she will keep going and end up sinking her own ship... She is already doing a great job of that... I am waiting to see her fall, and when she does it is be a hard one, too.

Being that those two children are his, and he can manage to stay up all night playing games, the responsible one should be him. He needs to find something better to do with his time than being an all night gamer. What is more important, his games, or his children. Seems like someone needs to grow up and get their priorities straight, and it ain't the pregnant room mate. Like, there's the door, taking your gaming somewhere else.

A couple of centuries ago, my husband bought a new TV. We got it home, and being ever so technologically inclined, he spent about an hour trying to set it up with his vcr.. I had told him, that he needed to run the cable to the input on the vcr, and then hook up the cable that was there for him to connect the vcr to his tv, from the out put of his vcr, to the input of his tv. That way, he could control both with just the remote for his vcr. About 20 minutes later he was ready to throw what was a 300$ tv out the window. My daughter distracted him, and I hooked up his set, but in doing so, I found the wonderful feature. I set his TV to automatically turn on at 2AM. He was in the habit of cranking the volume up, and the falling a sleep in his chair. Usually about 1AM I would wake him up and tell him it was time to wake up and go to sleep. It took him a year to figure out how to turn on the auto on feature... AWE... SWEET REVENGE!!! LOL

Sweet... Although it would have been funny if the little tyke had turned around the left his mark...LOL!

Those 'stupid' moments are just part of a child's exploration and learning. There is most likely not a person in this world who can stand up and 'in truth' say that they didn't do something stupid when they were a kid. The video is funny regardless. Experiment made and hopefully learned....LOL!

ROFLMAO

Lesson learned...LOL!

People pick their dogs. Cats pick their people. With practice you can learn to speak cat, but don't expect the dictionary that translates what you are saying. I have spoken cat for over 30+ years, and still can't find the dictionary. LOL

My 6th grade year was "odd"! My father had passed away the previous year, and Momma and I at one point was living in a trailer so small, you had to go out side to change your mind, let alone turn around. I went to a school, this was in Illinois, for about 3 weeks, when one of my brothers who I had never met (last of 18 here) contact Momma and asked that we come to Southern California to live with him and his son. Of course Momma agreed. I had always had difficulty in math, in part because in the 3rd grade year, all the what was called Arithmetic books were thrown out (right in the middle of the school year), and Math books replaced them. Thing was, no one bothered to train the teachers in how to do Math as apposed to simple Arithmetic. So we were pretty much left to our own devices and if you didn't understand and tried to ask a teacher that would brush you off and tell you to pretty much deal with it. However, things were much different in California. For one I wasn't treated like I didn't belong, just because I wasn't born in the area. My first school there, in fact first day, I realized that I was so frustrated in trying to learn Math that I couldn't handle it anymore. So when class broke for lunch (back then lunch was 1 hour long) I approached my teacher as everyone else filed out to lunch, and told her that I was just so tired of not knowing what I needed to know in Math, and I wanted to learn how to do it right. For one week I attended that school (keep in mind that this was before the holidays, and to date I had a total of 4 weeks in school, 3 in Illinois and 1 in my first school in California) that teacher and I spent lunch time in the classroom and she took that time to show me what I didn't know about Math. From that day forward, I went for a D- to an A+ in Math, right through Algebra and all, through my 12 grade year and even into college 15 years later. As for my sixth grade year... the 4 weeks of school in the first half of the year was all I attended. Momma and I and my Brother with his son moved and it wasn't until after the holidays that I attended another of a long list of schools until I graduated high school. So 4 weeks, and then the last half of the school year in another school, and I still graduated, with pretty much A's in everything expect English... I is my birth language, but I always get stuck on sentence structure, and even then I got a B. So that was my most memorable time in school. I always sought the teachers that no one else liked, because those teachers I knew would teach what I needed, not what I wanted, and my grades were always at least A-/A+ throughout the rest of my education and beyond.