This is how I found the back wall and window of the attached garage upon moving in. What does it mean?!
The Garage Dog Enigma:
I spent these three years of my life renting a crude but comforting apartment built inside a 200 year old horse stable. It was creaky, cold, dark, moldy, mouse-infested and eventually began to decompose on me. Except for that last part, it was perfect. Here's some shots of how my geeky stuff was arranged before I had to move: