The “Farm” Isn’t What It Used To Be

We’re talking among ourselves about childhood pets.

Coworker #1: “I remember as a child, we had a pet tortoise. I came home one day, and the tortoise wasn’t there. Mom said they took it to a tortoise sanctuary so it could play with its friends.”

A few of us share pained looks.

Coworker #2: “Uh, [Coworker #1], I don’t think there was a sanctuary.”

Coworker #1: “No, there actually was a tortoise sanctuary! We went to visit, and the tortoise was still there, chilling with all his new tortoise pals. I recognized his shell and everything!”

Coworker #2: “Oh… that… that’s actually awesome!”

Coworker #3: *Sighs.* “My mom told me my dog went to a farm. Even back then, I knew there was no farm.”

Coworker #2: “I mean, you could always call your mom and double-check? It might be another tortoise situation!”

[Coworker #3] waves us off, and we change the subject. The next morning comes, and as we’re all clocking in.

Coworker #3: “So, it turns out, there was a farm! We just couldn’t keep him because we were moving from a big house to a city apartment! My mom sent me photos and everything!”

What a wholesome week this has become!