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Ok, you know My Mum is sick. She is in the care of my grandmother, but she is recovering. What I'm here to say TODAY is... We have a puppy.
The problem is...
It has a CHEWING problem.
It chewed through the internet cable to my computer, and I need to go buy a new one. Apologies.
I am posting this from a school computer.
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Ok, you know My Mum is sick. She is in the care of my grandmother, but she is recovering. What I'm here to say TODAY is... We have a puppy.
The problem is...
It has a CHEWING problem.
It chewed through the internet cable to my computer, and I need to go buy a new one. Apologies.
I am posting this from a school computer.
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I... Expected something really horrible. And while this is unfortunate and horrible to a certain degree... It's also very, very cute.
Luckily the puppy didn't get a mouth-ful of electricity though, so it does appear things are looking up!
This is all pretty wacky though... As I said before, I expected a meteorite or something of the like. Anyway, pictures or it didn't happen!
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Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
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I... Expected something really horrible. And while this is unfortunate and horrible to a certain degree... It's also very, very cute.
Luckily the puppy didn't get a mouth-ful of electricity though, so it does appear things are looking up!
This is all pretty wacky though... As I said before, I expected a meteorite or something of the like. Anyway, pictures or it didn't happen!
(User was permabanned for this post ("Pictures or it didn't happen"))
Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
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I have cats, they love to fight and bite anything and everything, this is why I have a huge roll of net cable I can cut up if need be. You should get one too.
Good luck and have fun outside CotH in the mean time!
All makt åt Tengil, vår befriare!
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I have cats, they love to fight and bite anything and everything, this is why I have a huge roll of net cable I can cut up if need be. You should get one too.
Good luck and have fun outside CotH in the mean time!
All makt åt Tengil, vår befriare!
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Tarne Wrote:Wireless ftw
Speaking of which, I found an old Wireless connector! WE CAN ALL COMPLETELY DISREGARD THIS TOPIC! YAYPARTEH!
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Tarne Wrote:Wireless ftw
Speaking of which, I found an old Wireless connector! WE CAN ALL COMPLETELY DISREGARD THIS TOPIC! YAYPARTEH!
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Damn you Bogo. Messing with my mind. Pfft.
DAMN YOU TO WHENCE YOU CAME. Also I still demand pictures of puppy.
Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
Posts: 2,608
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Joined: Apr 2009
Damn you Bogo. Messing with my mind. Pfft.
DAMN YOU TO WHENCE YOU CAME. Also I still demand pictures of puppy.
Move him into the sun—
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields half-sown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds,—
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs, so dear-achieved, are sides,
Full-nerved—still warm—too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
—O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all?
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