sausage and plaid hot pocket

There are sounds in his household that every little wolf learns to recognize and act accordingly. A knock at the front door requires ferocious and incessant barking, tiny chumley knows, while the sound of the dryer opening merits a prompt and speedy appearance by the laundry room door, lest he miss out on becoming the roasty toasty sausagey center of a lavender and vanilla scented, hot laundry pile shaped bun.   And the sound of his lunchy lunch being made? Well that requires a wolf's full and focused attention, no matter what it his he might already be doing. :)