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, “What’cha doing, Tim?”
“My goldfish died,” replied the boy tearfully, without looking up. “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 dumb cat.”
