true story:
this 45-ish lady we used to work with was a horse and dog lover, probably literally. Any conversation was about the dog/horse. she would call off for the day; dog was sick.
Take off early; Horse was getting groomed. Be very late to work; Dog drank a chemical. etc.
Cube packed with pics of the animals and her. Never another human in sight and never mentioned ever knowing one outside of work. Her dog's name was Ruffles.
She came into work once with a broken arm. She tripped over Ruffles and fell off her porch.
I swear, this is no lie, she would call the dog at lunch time and talk to it through the anwering machine.
Well one day she didn't show up. No phone call either. A day later, we found out she died. (not animal related)
But anyway, the one dark funny part of this story: our boss, an very quiet old fellow walks in and we told him that she passed away. We were known for joking mercilessly and he expected this was another joke. He comes back quickly as he turned to go to his office "I knew Ruffles would snap one day."
as much as we wanted to laugh, no one did.........
<crickets>.........you had to be there I guess.