I came down this morning, and Juss asked me what a plantation was. I explained, and he asked what a Dalmatian was.
Mommy: “Did you watch 101 Dalmatians this weekend with Uncle Bill while Mommy was away?”
Juss: “Yes. And what about fire dogs?”
Mommy: “They were Dalmatian’s, too.”
Mommy: “They don’t have them any more.”
Juss: “Why not?
Mommy: “Well…I guess they don’t need them anymore.”
Juss: “What did they do?”
Mommy, a bit puzzled, recalls something about dogs smelling smoke. “Um…help them find fires and other stuff like that.”
Juss, losing interest and turning away, “Nowadays, they have GPS’s.”