While walking through a parking lot, I saw two dogs trying really hard to look casual: one in the driver’s seat; the other, a backseat passenger. I imagined their whispered conversation:
Driver: You don’t think she sees us, do you?
Driver: It’s been a month. How ya doin’ with your New Year resolutions?
Passenger: Not good. You?
Driver: Me either, that’s why I fetched the truck keys.
Passenger: Where we goin’?
Driver: You know those drive-through windows our human gets bags of food from?
Driver: I’m sick of the Dog Food Diet. No one will ever know we cheated. All our human does is pull up to the window, waits a minute, and then a bag of food gets handed out.
If you made them, how are you doing with your New Year resolutions?