The Living Bejeebus.
Five received this remote controlled T-Rex for Christmas from my mother. Rex tends to end up all over the house, as someone will play with him, walk him around for a while, and get tired of him, leaving him to stand wherever he may.
I've scared the living bejeebus out of myself about 32 times already today because he's standing in the family room and I keep walking by and being startled, but ultimately I'm too lazy to pick him up and put him away.
In my defense, I did take my husband's unironed shirts that have been hanging since Thanksgiving to the cleaners to be pressed, so I've worked hard today and I'm tired.