I was in Wal-Mart recently, and as I walked past the pet supplies section, I heard a little kid – who could not have been more than five years old – tell his mom they should buy some dog food.
"We don't have a dog," the mom replied, matter-of-factly.
Then the mom dipped around the corner for a brief second, leaving the five-year-old kid standing there with his older brother, who was probably 9 or 10.
As soon as the mom turned away, the five-year-old instructed his older brother to grab one of the big bags of food (which the five-year-old obviously couldn't lift) and put it in their shopping cart.
"We don't have a dog," the older brother said.
"I know, but if we buy some dog food then mom will have to buy us a puppy to eat it!" the five-year-old genius answered.
I laughed and continued on with my shopping. Sometimes, kids are fucking awesome.