What makes a home?

"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah blinked as Deimos began his list. Each ingredient making his hope sink. Baking soda? Baking powder? What...? His confusion was plain on his face. "I have no idea what half of that is." He deadpanned. "I definetly don't have those." The canine's tone was a bit mournful at this admission. Seems he'd have to wait on getting his sweets. "May as well see if it turns on at least." Sah glanced at the oven almost accusingly. As if the contraption itself was to blame for his lack of foresight. "How do we turn it on anyway?" He realized that even if he he'd helped create the device, Sah had zero knowledge whatsoever of how an oven worked. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie