“Five dogs is my max”, she said.
“That’s good, because there are six living in our house now”, I said. “That means we can get rid of one.”
“No”, she said. “That means I bring home another one.”
This might be perfectly logical to you. But I’m an engineer. I take comfort in the predictability of mathematics and was seriously confused. As I paused to try and comprehend what she was saying, she held up her hand, looked me in the eye, and said, “Six dogs, plus one dog, is five dogs.”
“Six dogs, plus one dog, is five dogs”, I said, not in control of my faculties.
I’m still confused. Something doesn’t seem quite right here.
To those of you that read this blog regularly, please answer me this…Have I seen this dog before?
One (or some) of those dogs must be negative integers.
Or maybe they are imaginary numbers. From the math teacher in the family.
Whatever they are, they eat, poop, shed, jump in my lap, and make lots of noise.Whatever they are, they are furry rascals, every one.
I am happy to have supporters who understand that the math does indeed work!!
or maybe they are imaginary dogs…