Didn't fill in the blanks, but here's a great story for you...
My middle son was home early from school one day and I'd been late leaving for work. I left a Blissful Squirmy vibe in bed, not thinking the kids would be in my room (since they never were and we never had issues with this). We'd recently had a pair of puppies we rescued, though, so they and their mommy were in the bedroom.
When the middle son got home from school, he was working on an English report and wanted to use my laptop (next to the bed). Since it was chilly, he brought the dogs up on the bed to play while he researched, and crawled into bed. One of the puppies started hopping around, playing with something (take a wild guess).
My son calls me at work and asks "Mom, how do I turn off the dog toy?" To which, I of course, very confused asked "What are you talking about? Dog toy? Describe it to me..." and he answered "it's flopping around the bed and Missy is growling and jumping at it... it looks like a cactus!" INSTANTLY I knew what he was talking about, scolded him for being in my room, and told him to take the laptop downstairs and work in the living room instead and just "let the dog toy die on it's own" and not to touch it.
He didn't bring it up again that day... but a few years later, out of the blue, he mentioned, "remember the cactus that wouldn't shut off? Yeah, I know what that is."
I simply answered, "OK" and we left it at that.
