Unfortunately, in February, he fell down the stairs one too many times, and my family and I took him to the vet to be put down. I missed two classes but went to school during lunch.
I had finished crying and was in a decent mood when some kid from one of my missed classes walks up to me and says:
"Where were you in class?"
Of course, being in a decent mood, the first thing to pop through my head was:
So, naturally, my response was:
"I was watching the dog I've had since I was five die. Where were YOU?"
Perhaps my humor was sick, but the highlight of my day was this poor kid's face as he walked away.
