Little Tim
was in the garden filling in a hole
when his neighbor peered over the
fence. Interested in what the
cheeky-faced youngster was up to, he
politely asked, „Whatcha doing,
Tim?“
„My goldfish died,“ replied the boy tearfully, without looking
up.
„And I’ve just buried him.“
The neighbor was
concerned. „That’s an awfully big hole for a
goldfish, isn’t it?“
Tim patted down the last heap of earth then replied, „That’s because
he’s inside your cat.“
