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Nicholas Konstantinovich Roerich was born in St. Petersburg, Russia, on October 9, 1874, the first-born son of lawyer and notary, Konstantin Roerich and his wife, Maria. He was raised in the comfortable environment of an upper middle-class Russian family with its advantages of contact with the writers, artists, and scientists who often came to visit the Roerichs. At an early age, he showed a curiosity and talent for a variety of activities. When he was nine, a noted archeologist came to conduct explorations in the region and took young Roerich on his excavations of the local tumuli.

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Imagine Bringing a Puppy Back to the Boys

“Look at how skinny she is, and she’s missing patches of fur. Can’t we keep her?” You whined, holding up the golden-furred puppy for the boys, her fur was wiry and had clumps of mud.

Though weak, the puppy continued to wag her tail with her hind legs dangling, seemingly elated at the mere fact that she was amongst people. She sniffed and looked around at the two grown men before her, then back at you.

“The pup’s full of fleas and ticks, you two better not come any closer,” Dean exclaimed before taking a step behind.

Seeing the seeming reluctance in Dean, you turned towards Sam and pushed the puppy towards his direction, hoping that the younger Winchester would see how necessary it is to take in the puppy.

“Saaaaaaaaam,” you urged. “Look at those eyes.”

Sam was silent, but looked dead into the eyes of the puppy, apparently softening up. You knew that had to work. Who could resist those puppy dog eyes?

“Fine, but you have to take care of it yourself,” Sam gave in after a long pause, then looking away towards Dean who gave him a questioning look.

Pleased with his answer, you turned the puppy towards Dean, then said to the puppy, “see, you’re going to be fine here. At least there’s someone else with a heart in this room.”

The puppy wagged her tail even harder and stretched her neck to lick your chin. Despite the dirty fur and strange smells, Sam couldn’t resist but to head towards you for the puppy. You filled his arms with the warm and soft mess, the puppy quickly wanting to scramble up his torso.

“Hey, what’s your name?” he asked softly as if talking to a baby. “I’m going to bring you out for a walk later.”

“I don’t trust dogs this friendly,” Dean remarked as he crossed his arms. “Sam, remember that time a dog came into our motel room and she turned out to be some witch’s familiar?”

All of a sudden, following the familiar flutter of feathers, the puppy tried to wriggle out of Sam’s arms excitedly. Sam, afraid to drop her, let her on the ground and she quickly pranced away.

You turned to follow the puppy’s movements, only to see her hopping by Castiel’s side, scratching and chewing at the end of his coat. The confused angel stared silently at the puppy, then back at you all.

“We have a dog?”

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Hind Heist: Mount Hope III - 1987 CIA/Air Force Mission to “Acquire” an Abandoned Libyan Mi-24D Hind Helicopter in Chad

The 160th Special Operations Group, the “Night Stalkers,” used CH-47 Chinooks to recover a Mil Mi-24D Hind helicopter left behind by Libyan forces at a base within Chad during the border war between the two nations. The recovery team kept clear of nearby Libyan forces and endured a sandstorm to sweep in and recover the helicopter for intelligence purposes.

Story at TacAirNet