AngeSponge
AngeSponge
AngeSponge

This sounds similar to my sister's chocolate lab. Long story, but a trip to the vet in the next province over, abdominal surgery, and near $5000 later they discovered he had eaten a rock that caused a bowel obstruction. Just a rock. He ate a rock. Well, there were a few rocks in there but just one big one

My (now) husband and, I along with some friends, had gone to his roommate's mother's retirement party the next province over. We were there for a few days, it was a lot of fun.

I should've known when he first moved in, the first few weeks it was nearly impossible to sleep. He was up ALL NIGHT drinking.

I lived with a girl in my final year of uni I who was an acquaintances with, but we had mutual close friends.

lol, I wish. I think it's because where I live there is a small Indian population, but a comparatively high First Nations population, and I'm always worried people will think I'm being racist while referring to First Nations people and not realize I'm referring to Indians.

Totally! (This comment made me uncomfortable.)

I know, I'm weird.

I'm always worried people might think I'm talking about Native Americans and think I'm racist.I always feel like I should add a disclaimer "Like, actually from India." I'm easily put out of my comfort zone.

Canadian here! My husband was once one those ignorant ones you referred to. Two years ago my husband played with a band at the Kansas City Irish Festival. Someone from the local FOX News channel (is that right? Does FOX have regional affiliates?) came to interview the band. He happened to black. My husband was joking

Yes. I also feel uncomfortable calling people from India "Indians."

Ugh, Danny the police dog. :( My parents were at the memorial and said it was heart-breaking to hear him crying throughout the service.

Why is no one suspicious to Littlefinger's absence in King's Landing? Am I forgetting something?

I know! There was a lot of talk about having "no class" and of "poor judgment" and how it's "unbecoming of a future prime minister", but I couldn't get behind it. Why the uproar?

Interesting timing! Somewhat related, my Facebook feed was a-buzz with talk about Justin Trudeau's recent (intentional) use of the word at a charity event.

Meat vs Cheese! Meat Vs Cheese!! MEAT VS CHEESE!!!

Mayor of my heart.