A cat at a reception desk said to me, “Welcome to the Cat Building.” A Pomeranian appeared. The cat says, “This is my partner, Truffles. He’s a dog.” The statement is followed by uncomfortable silence. The cat explained, “I have no idea how he got here, but he’s a good dog”.
Then I woke up.
An honestly baffling amount of people mistake my Pomeranian for a cat. That’s probably how he got there.