Goldfish Funeral
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:
- Whatcha doing, Tim?
- My goldfish died - replied the boy tearfully, without looking up.
- And 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 cat.