Kiki (not the pup in my avatar but his other, dumber, sibling) got herself "trapped" in the laundry room today. See, she would have had to walk between the washing machine (on) and the basket of laundry sitting on the floor next to it. And since the washing machine obviously only makes noise when it's possessed by dog-eating demons, she plunked her butt down and whined at me until I came and "rescued" her.