Wanted to buy so many more, but at the same time I/my wallet want to take it slow. :3 Now I just need to find a book about gems that is more like “this gem is created under these conditions” etc, and less like “ruby is the birthstone of July”.
PS: The salesman seemed impressed that I knew the names of so many gems/crystals. X,D
(Requested by anon ~ ah! Barely anyone requests 10 and he’s my favourite so I hope you like it!!)
Summery: the doctor asks you to be a companion.
It was a normal day for normal you, life had been incredible boring recently and you’ve been looking for that perfect get-away holiday. Little did you know that was closer than you think.
As you walked down the high street you stopped by a small travel agents window, staring at the horrendously high rocked holidays you sighed before pulling out your headphones and walking on.
Switching on your favourite playlist you headed to work, you stepped out onto the road up ahead you could see in an alley a crowd of early workers just like yourself.
You wondered what type of lives they must lead and where they all work, all questions that probably wouldn’t be answered.
You stared back down on your phone shuffling through the songs until you found that perfect one. Smiling now satisfied, you look back up to spot a tall brunette man staring directly at you.
Furrowing your eyebrows you try to avoid the on-coming man, however you couldn’t ignore his look. His eyes were sharp and wise like his soul was old, his coat flailed behind him as you noticed how fast he was walking.
Then just as you passed him, you felt a strong hand take grip on your upper arm, he spins you around almost dragging you behind him.
“Just keep walking, don’t be alarmed. I’m the doctor and I need your help.” He muttered under his breath, his eyes darted from side to side to see if anyone noticed. However they didn’t.
“The doctor? Doctor who?” You asked quietly, your breathing shook as you tried to keep up with the tall man.
“You don’t remember me? Of course you don’t you were one last time you saw me.” He half spoke to you and half spoke to himself.
You were confused, as a child you grew up on stories of a doctor but he was just a story.
“What do you need me for?” You questioned, the doctor looked at you as soon as a tall blue police box came into view.
“Like I said, I need your help. You’ll either trust me and get into the TARDIS, that big blue box over there or you’ll go to work and forget this ever happened. But I know that somewhere in that brilliant mind of yours, you know who I am and pick the right choice.” The doctor stared you in the eyes.
He was right, you remembered the stories. So you simply looked at the TARDIS and whispered…
This may be silly, but can dogs be potty trained as easily as cats, or in the same way? I'm looking to get a dog, but I work long enough that it'd be bad for an inside dog to be cooped up that long. Thank you!
You can put them onto a training mat. Just teach them to toilet there in the same way you’d teach them to toilet outside. Many come with/have optional trays as well. The super fancy ones are astroturf with a kind of box underneath for all the … stuff.
(I like blue ones because dogs see blue very easily.)
“ Get over here, big boy. Show me what you’re packing. “
“I thought he’d like this.” says Tate and shows Anna the blue box with baseballs printed on the wrapping. “Boys like that.” At least he did when he was young. Tate looks proud because he went out today to get it for Anna’s nephew. Inside lies a base cap with a very oldfashioned badge from a team that doesn’t play anymore that Tate loved when he was small. Today there are new players of course but … God he just wanted to be kind. Anna might have to change it while Tate isn’t looking.
“So what do you think?” He says and smiles brightly. “Is he gonna like it?” Tate really WANTED to contribute to her nephew’s birthday. He figured if the boy gets something from the new stranger in the family he is sooner going to like him. Because if Tate is something, it is NERVOUS.
Cole’s reflection on their thoughts: “She smiles, but it’s… strained. Stained. Stretched too tight for strangers. So much stone, but I can see the sky. She’s small, slight, but bigger on the inside, bursting like the blue box. Too loud. I can’t hear more. Sorry.”
If her relationship with the Inquisitor is unfriendly, all Cole offers is “She doesn’t like you.”