The lady I was pet-sitting for wouldn’t answer her phone, so I left her a message. “Hey Alexa, it’s me. I think I broke your dog. Please call me back, I don’t know what I did wrong. All I said was ‘Who’s a good boy,’ and he went nuts.”
In front of me, the dog continued to spin in circles and bark, “404 error. Page not found. The requested URL ‘goodboi’ does not exist.” Smoke started pouring from his ears.
Man, I thought, this is the last time I ever pet-sit for the android family across the street.