Dog troubles

Called dad at 6:00PM to see if he was still alive.

He said, "I'm worried to death."

Me, "About what?"

"They took my dog this morning. And I know they had him put down."

"They were taking him to the groomer."

"That doesn't take 24 hours. I know they won't bring him back."

"They were going shopping after they dropped him and I guess they are running late. And from this morning till now is not 24 hrs."

(sniffle) "I know they won't bring him back."

Him again, "Oh, here's my dog and he looks different."

"I told you they'd bring him back. Let me talk to Vicki."