Just before we left on a trip to see Maile’s family, one of our daughters asked if Maile’s brother Ryan still had a dog.
Maile: To Auntie Kim and Uncle Ryan’s house.
Lucy: Do they have a dog?
Cade: No, their dog died.
(Then Cade turns to Maile with arms outstretched, a sudden and horrible realization spreading across his face).
…Cade: Why are ALL THE DOGS DYING?