I’m just gonna come out and say it. Maisie Williams is a cute girl with excellent fashion sense and that Teen Vogue photoshoot was an ugly, awful disaster that doesn’t do her justice.
My room mate’s dog is Houdini reborn. That’s all I can think of.
She’s a pretty sweet dog, but she has hella separation anxiety. She’s fine in her crate if she can see us, but if we leave her sight, she flips the fuck out and cries and whines and tries to paw her way out of her kennel. Usually, she is successful. This is bad because while we’re all away at work, she gets into the trash, eats garbage, and destroys the house.
She has broken out of every crate we’ve put her in, wire, plastic, etc. She will literally bend the metal in order to get out of them. My room mate has started tying ropes and cords into knots in order to keep her in while we’re at work. It will usually take a day or two, but she’ll figure out how to get out with all that.
So he bought a bike lock. She couldn’t get out of a bike lock, right?
FUCKING WRONG. SHE BROKE OUT OF HER CRATE WHILE IT WAS HELD CLOSED WITH A BIKE LOCK.
WHAT THE FUCK DOG. WHAT THE FUCK.
brewing potions on pottermore because doing work at work is for chumps
also it is about to start pouring outside and it’s so dark outside it looks like night and i just want to take a nappy nap