Little Johnny was in the garden filling in a hole when his neighbor peered over the fence.
Even though he didn't much like the kid, he was interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was doing. He asked, "What are you up to there, Jonny?"
"My goldfish died," replied Johnny tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him."
The neighbor laughed and said condescendingly, "That's a really big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Johnny patted down the last heap of earth then replied with a grin, "That's because he's still inside your damn cat."
Even though he didn't much like the kid, he was interested in what the cheeky-faced youngster was doing. He asked, "What are you up to there, Jonny?"
"My goldfish died," replied Johnny tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him."
The neighbor laughed and said condescendingly, "That's a really big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?"
Johnny patted down the last heap of earth then replied with a grin, "That's because he's still inside your damn cat."
