Just heard from my sister that our grandfather has a new dog. A golden retriever. He’s named it Kitty Kitty Kitty, so he can say “Here, Kitty Kitty Kitty!” and the giant retriever comes. No, I’m not kidding.
Sometimes people who know both my sister and me want to know who got the weird genes in the family. I think this proves there’s more than enough to go around.
