My only gryffindor moment ever: Today I ran towards a huge dog with no owner and no tags. And then in about thirty minutes me, Eric and three Camden maintenance men fed him a whole bag of treats and the maintenance guys just happened to remember where he lived.
(How do you remember that sort of thing? We have some awesome maintenance men.)
He went to the apartment where he thought the dog lived. He had opened the door while his owner was asleep and just decided to go run around. — I guess really it’s still a hufflepuff moment because I didn’t want the dog to be taken to the pound or hit by a car.