TALES FROM VACATION LAD So, my sister has a puppy. She is very sweet, 9 months old, and 85 fucking pounds. Monday was her first day being left uncrated while everyone was out of the house for the day. I'm on vacation, so I agreed to stop by half way through and check up on her. We get there, and discover that she's managed to lock herself in a room. Not just any room. The only room in the house with a keyed interior lock. The lock hasn't been used in yeaaaaaaaaaaaars, and it turns out no one actually knows where the key is. Burned a few hours learning how to pick a lock with flimsy paperclips. _________ Played some Overwatch with a coworker this morning. Apparently my immediate supervisor doesn't realize that I'm on vacation? __________ I kinda wanna buy a cheap Walmart fat bike. I have no use for it, my money would be better spent on new lights and racks, but I want it. sighs, goes off to look at light reviews
SUPER UNIMPORTANT UPDATE I pulled the trigger on this light - Replaceable, standardized batteries - Somewhat asymmetrical lens - Stupidly bright __________ Pup doesn't know it yet, but in 26 minutes he is getting shots at the vet. __________ Gonna spend the rest of the day wandering around taking pictures of all the weird shit in my community.
We think she is a Black Mouth Cur? Not entirely sure, my sister ended up with her because someone dumped her as a puppy at her workplace. The only one I have is an ...err... action shot from months ago. She's full of action.