Back in high school, there were a few months when I was dating two boys at the same time: Richard and Charlie. Neither boy knew about the other. At the time, my mother was caring for two cats for a friend of hers who was out of town. The cats' names were Guy and The Other Guy.
One day after school, my sister answered the phone, and I overheard the following conversation: "Oh, Richard, Diann is with The Other Guy. She's been with him for hours! They even slept in the same bed last night. . . ." I grabbed the phone away from her and proceeded to try to explain: "Richard, The Other Guy is a cat! My mom is caring for him for a friend of hers. . . . Really, it's a cat!"
There was a brief silence on the other end.
And then: "This is Charlie. Who's Richard?"
Diann Wohlleb, Occoquan