Little Nancy was in the garden filling in a hole when her neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the youngster was doing, he asked, “What are you up to there, Nancy?”
“My goldfish died,” replied little Nancy tearfully with- out 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?”
Little Nancy patted down the last heap of earth then replied, “That’s because he’s inside your cat.”
