“They’re digging up my yard again!”
*chorus of child-like “Dig!” in background*
“Excuse me, ma’am. May we have some cookies? Pleeeeease?” *cue big saaaad eyes*
“They have my cookies now!”
“Ma’am, they have our car too.” *cue rabbitoida driving off in sheriff’s car, crazed laughter.
Jake would be no help at all.