I know you think that that makes it all better...
... but in fact you have just made it far, far worse:
The scene: Midnight. It is very, very dark and quiet. My dear husband (DH) arrives home.
DH: That was a fright. When I was parking, I saw this really big black dog sprawled on the footpath outside our house.
Me: Mmm?
DH: I thought it had been hit by a car, because the limbs were all over the place and it wasn't moving at all.
Me: Oh no!
DH: But then I got closer, and realised that it had buttons for eyes!
Me: AAAAGGGGHHH!!!
DH: Huh?
Me: That's actually WORSE!!!
Let the record show that DH hasn't read or seen Coraline.
Attention: Whoever has lost their stuffed black dog in our street, would you PLEASE take it away, as I just saw it and it is freaking me out now. And then I laugh at myself. And then I remember the eyes...
The scene: Midnight. It is very, very dark and quiet. My dear husband (DH) arrives home.
DH: That was a fright. When I was parking, I saw this really big black dog sprawled on the footpath outside our house.
Me: Mmm?
DH: I thought it had been hit by a car, because the limbs were all over the place and it wasn't moving at all.
Me: Oh no!
DH: But then I got closer, and realised that it had buttons for eyes!
Me: AAAAGGGGHHH!!!
DH: Huh?
Me: That's actually WORSE!!!
Let the record show that DH hasn't read or seen Coraline.
Attention: Whoever has lost their stuffed black dog in our street, would you PLEASE take it away, as I just saw it and it is freaking me out now. And then I laugh at myself. And then I remember the eyes...