Hub tells me that his boss and his wife took their three children (who are only a little bit older than ours) to the zoo.
“But when they got there, all the cages were empty.”
“That’s really bad,” I say
“Yeah, not one single animal, until they get to the last cage” he continues “and there was a dog in it”
“A dog?”
“Yeah. It was a shi tzu”
Why, why, why do I always fall for these things?