After work, I was taking the recycle/trash bins into the garage when my neighbor came bounding up to me across the front yard.
“We got a new puppy!”
“You did?! Well congrats!”
“Yeah, we got a new one because our other dog died.”
“Aww… I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, our old dog Stacy died.” (I sorta’ figured when I saw the cross erected in the backyard with a bouquet of flowers and a small rock with a dog in front of it.)
“Well what’s your new dog called?”
“Chloe.”
“Chloe? That’s a nice name.”
“Yeah our new puppy… her name is Chloe.”
Then my neighbor ran back home, I’m sure to make sure Chloe felt welcome in her new family.
Dang, I thought for a sec that y’all got a puppy!
yeah, i thought that, too. that’s misrepresentation!