The Talking Plant
Dad: “I got a new plant for the house today.”
Son: “Nice, what kind?”
Dad: “It’s a cactus. I thought it would be perfect because it doesn’t need a lot of attention.”
Son: “Yeah, sounds like it fits you.”
Dad: “Exactly. But then I started talking to it, and you know what it said?”
Son: “Plants don’t talk, Dad.”
Dad: “That’s the thing. It didn’t. I guess I’ll just water it and wait for it to speak up. Maybe it’s a cactus with ‘attitude’—I’ve always wanted a plant with some sass.”
Son: “That sounds like a conversation with you, Dad.”
Dad: “Hey, don’t knock it! The cactus is a keeper. It’s the best listener in the house.”
