The kittens have built placed a board between my bed and the window, and are trying to escape one of the dogs. I yell at my husband that he has to keep them from doing so, because then we'd have to look for them in the dark.
On another occasion, my husband brought one of the dogs into the bedroom and I freaked out, because there was a puppy in the bed and Gordon (the dog) would attack it.
Still another, there was a large black dog climbing the bookshelf. Rather than being terrifying, as it should be, I just wondered who let the strange dog into our bedroom. After the light came on, it became apparent that the large black dog was simply my backpack, along with some light and shadows.
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