Pushed
I had a beautiful button on my jacket. The dog immediately threw her out of the closet. I try to remove the closet to get it, it doesn’t work. The son enters the room, looks at the futility of my attempts and gives out with a loving voice: "And when I finally marry you, woe you are my bulb. So that at least your husband will teach you real men to call for help, and not the closet itself to move.
I stopped moving the closet, I sat on the floor :-D