or spoken: wOoF

“I can’t just have five tons of gravel sitting in my driveway, it’s not being used, it’s an eyesore!….it’s been there for twenty years but–”

“So you don’t use these ones?”
“No, I don’t even go in them. They’re….oh my.”
“I don’t go in them but the spiders do.”
“…we’ll just let them have it.”
“It’s the spiders’ room now.”

“Oh, you made it!”
“Well, I knocked on the door–”
“–Oh Lord–”
“Yeah, I thought that didn’t sound like a poodle.”