I walked into my bathroom, with Lucy the cat trailing behind me, and found my husband staring down at the scale with a look of disgust on his face. “Do you know how much you weigh?” he asked.
“I just changed the batteries and I don’t think the scale is working right.”
“Weigh yourself.” He instructed.
Lucy watched as I stepped on the scale. “This ain’t right!” I exclaimed. “I don’t weigh this much.”
“I know! Let me try again.” He went back on the scale. “I don’t weigh this much either. Something isn’t working right.”
“Let me back on it,” I said and stepped back on the scale. “No, this isn’t right. I didn’t gain five pounds overnight. My clothes all fit perfectly.”
I stepped off the scale. As soon as I did, Lucy stepped on. She had to weigh herself too!
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