Attach string to hang (or
drag around the house like Ava does).
My 3 year old has loads of fun
dragging it around the house, and she loves that the little leafy girl is removable.
Favorite stuffed toys, loveys and blankies that are
dragged around your house and outdoors can be infested with germs.
I had tried training her with store - bought potty pads before the Puppy Apartment arrived and all she did with them is
drag them around the house and shred them... with the pads that I bought from Modern Puppies, she doesn't drag or chew them and knows they are for relieving herself.
This bed lasts even when dogs
drag it around the house.
Of course, if the declaration says, «
He drags me around the house by the hair,» it's almost always a Hispanic client.
cat toys that were
dragged around the house in the wee small hours of the night.
Not exact matches
In a recent note to clients, Madani wrote that
housing investment may continue to assist GDP growth throughout the rest of 2013, «but there are still tentative signs that a day of reckoning lies
around the corner, with
housing likely to become a significant
drag on growth next year.»
«If we don't see the new listings number turn
around next month or a pickup in new
housing starts, inventory will be a persistent
drag on sales for the remainder of the year.»
However, the one thing that always drove me nuts was that it was just a bit too big to
drag around with us when we would leave the
house.
If nothing else, they'll just pile the pillows and blankets on the floor and bounce and roll
around in them, or they'll start
dragging each other
around the
house on the blankets.
She's already so much into my bags, she literally
drags them with her
around the
house.
She also likes to chase the belt
around the
house while it's
dragged on the floor like a snake.
Keep the lead on in the
house and let the puppy
drag it
around if he or she is having trouble getting used to it.
She likes to bring sticks in the
house and then chew them up,
drag around things she shouldn't have, finds things I never knew we had, terrorize the cats and harass the older dogs!
They love to chase after balls, play with squeaky toys or
drag stuffed animals
around the
house with them.
Drag the case through various places
around the
house and through different types of plants and grass.
For example, by
dragging a teaser wand
around the
house you can make your cat run and jump a lot and you won't have to move too much to accomplish this.
You'll soon get into the swing of it all especially on Calle Ocho (Southwest Eighth Street) on the main
drag when all your senses become alert to the myriad Cuban experiences; the stucco
houses, the street art, the sounds Samba music that escape from music stores and restaurants, rum is easy to come by, fruit markets energise the air with citrus aromas and food
around these parts is pretty rustic and includes a repertoire of chicken, rice and platanos — fried sweet bananas.
- get Public Works tasks from Isabelle - early on you'll have to build a school - choose the outside look from a selection of options then work on the inside - inside includes work on benches, lockers, tables and more - later you'll work on a hospital, cafe, a shop and more - the hospital tasks you with working on multiple rooms - use the stylus to
drag and drop items into the playing field - tap the object to change the perspective and move them all easily to somewhere on the grid -
drag the characters
around as well - tapping on the D - Pad lets you change the camera angle - move
around with the Circle Pad and interact with others by pressing the A-button - the plaza is where old and new animals are gathered - a speech bubble above a head denotes requests - once you've wrapped up the development of a property, a scene will play where the animals interact with the property - animals will say specific things when they are in stores / school or comment on things that are placed
around the
house - throw in your own favorite characters by purchasing amiibo cards - scan them and they will enter the
house or scene - cards also give requests from characters before you even meet them in the game - some characters are exclusive to the cards - put data back on the card and give that information to the friend
, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were
dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this
house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything
around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,
It would be cool to see a wide collection of maps covering many different issues, not just climate and food production, but, for instance, poverty and wealth, arms production and war, clothing production and leisure time, education levels, consumption, production, health, population growth and decline, movement of immigrants, human rights, animal populations,
housing ownership,
housing starts, anything basically which can be measured in a visual map... not just for the US but as global maps, collected on pages where you could
drag them
around to sit on top of each other and try and make sense of the various impacts...
Besides that, I wonder how ecologically responsible it is to
drag around a 7500 - 10000 #
house with some monster gas guzzling truck??? Just saying.
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But
dragging themselves
around town every weekend with methodical intent, plodding through
house after
house, maybe with kids in tow, certainly isn't my idea of a joyful way to spend a weekend.
But as long as demand keeps growing, it's just a matter of time before the
housing market turns
around and becomes an engine for, rather than a
drag on, the economy.
She loves to
drag her bed
around the
house and isn't happy until she dismantles / disembowels every stuffed toy in the
house, and will not rest until any squeaker is rendered unsqueakable.