One afternoon, Little Johnny was digging a huge hole in his backyard when his nosy neighbor spotted him.
Curious, the neighbor walked over and asked,
“Hey, Johnny! What are you doing?”
Johnny didn’t even look up.
“My goldfish died,” he said sadly. “I’m giving him a proper burial.”
The neighbor looked at the enormous hole and raised an eyebrow.
“That’s a pretty big grave for a little goldfish, isn’t it?”
Johnny finally looked up, gave him a serious nod, and said,
“Well… he’s inside your cat.”
The neighbor’s smile disappeared.
Johnny went right back to digging.
Suddenly, the hole didn’t seem quite so oversized anymore.
