I was brushing my teeth and heard the toy barking and saying, "this little puppy had a biscuit..." I ran to the bedroom and shut the door, woke DH up and told him there's a Chucky doll in the living room. He told me at least it was on script and if it started saying something that wasn't prerecorded to wake him up again. I can't sleep now because I have Chucky in my head.

One of the cats probably sat on it.