A few years ago, our Hero called and insisted we drive to Houston to see her new dog. She had found it at a breeder and sent husband to Baton Rouge to pick it up. That's a long way for a dog but whatever. When we get there she starts on about how she is the worlds biggest Charlie Brown fan. I say, "oh, I didn't know you liked 'peanuts.' She reples, "no...I said Charlie Brown."
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So she brings out the dog, whom she has named 'snoopy'. How cute. Problem is that snoopy is a long-hair dachshund. I start laughing and say "snoopy is a beagle!" To which she replies, "whatever, this is the dog I wanted" and storms off. All the while her hisband is looking horrified that he will have to drive across the country to get yet another dog.