Yesterday afternoon when I was walking my granddaughter to a park, I found a delicate, two-storied apartment with a signboard posted at its front yard, saying "We speak woof."  At first sight, I didnt know what it means.  Not before long, I understood.

Well, woof is one of few sound that dogs are able to make.  If woof is a "spoken language" in a apartment, that means owning dogs is allowed in there.  So "We speak woof" is a witty and humorous expression of pathetic fallacy.