DJ and Elise crawl into bed, exhausted after a long day of shenanigans.
Neighbor Dog: "BARK! bark bark bark!" Translation: "LET ME IN! Let me in, let me in, let me in!"
DJ: "I can't stand our neighbor's dog. Was it Axel or Roscoe that used to bark like this? Our neighbors must have hated us."
Elise: "I don't....remem....zzzzzzzzz......."
Dog: "BARK! bark bark bark!" Translation: (singing) "WE BUILT THIS CITY...we be built this city on rock and roll...."
This is where things get fuzzy for me (I was asleep, after all).
Dog: "BARK BARK! bark bark bark....bark!" Translation: "PLEASE! Please! I promise I won't go on the floor! Maybe I will..."
DJ: "I am going to shoot that dog."
Elise (roused from sleep as DJ threatens to shoot an animal): "sorry hon....zzzzzz....."
Dog: "...bark bark bark bark!" Translation: "Hey everybody, look at the moon! Is that a cat?! Wow, it's dark out here!"
Elise awakens to the sound of someone rifling through the chest freezer in our garage. She wonders, "well, either DJ shot the the neighber dog and he's freezing it for later [in unison now, dog-lovers: "Aaaaaah!"] or he got really hungry (those of you who know us know that he'd have to be starving to eat something out of our chest freezer. It's 95% full of dead elk meat)."
Elise drifts off to sleep again but can vaguely recall hearing the front door unlock.
Dog: "BARK! BARK! Bark?! bark bark bark!" Translation: "LET ME IN! LET ME IN! Hey, what's this?! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy!"
DJ crawls back into bed mumbling: "I hope that dog wasn't a vegetarian..."
This startles Elise from a dream involving Oreo cookies and Edward Cullen (so it MUST have been serious...): "What did you do???"
DJ: "I threw a piece of elk over the fence."
Dog: "Nomm, nommm, nommmm....."
DJ and Elise: "...zzzzzzzzz................."