Incidentally, the dogs wanted no part of this kiddie pool. I shoehorned it into the back of my Mazda today only to have have them lap at the water and refuse to get in even when I sunk a treat in the middle. And when I say "sunk a treat in the middle," I mean submerged a dog biscuit under water. Yes, that's what she said.
Here's another view with better perspective. Woody and I are positively giddy at the prospect of having our closets back for things like clothes. When both a man AND a woman are giddy at the prospect of more closets, you know the storage situation must be dire.
