Ménage à Trois

One summer afternoon, with all the windows open, my friend overheard her neighbour’s husband talking to his wife as he came home from work.

Later that evening, as she was in the yard, my friend found herself talking to the wife over the fence.

My friend said, “My windows were open, and I could overhear your husband greeting you when he got home from work. I really admire how he talks to you!”

“What do you mean?” asked the wife.

“I heard him say ‘Hello, my darling, how was your day today?’” was my friends response.

“Ho”, said the wife, “that’s not to me… it’s to our dog!”

Anny Slegten