Me: "Why does it sound like the dogs are in the front?"
Him: "I don't know; your ears are playing tricks on you. They can't be in the front. I fixed that fence. There's no way they could push through the chain link."
*We both hear dog collars in the front yard. He goes to the door and lets two tired but happy dogs inside.*
Him: "Go look at the gate."
Me: "Why, what'd they do?"
Him: "Just go look."