Mrs Premise: Hello, Mrs Conclusion.
Mrs Conclusion: Busy day?
Mrs Premise: Busy! I’ve just spent four hours burying the cat.
Mrs Conclusion: Four hours to bury a cat?
Mrs Premise: Yes! It wouldn’t keep still, wriggling about howling its head off.
Mrs Conclusion: Oh – it wasn’t dead then?
Mrs Premise: Well, no, no, but it’s not at all a well cat so as we were going away for a fortnight’s holiday, I thought I’d better bury it just to be on the safe side.
Mrs Conclusion: Quite right. You don’t want to come back from Sorento to a dead cat. It’d be so anticlimactic. Yes, kill it now, that’s what I say.
Mrs Premise: Yes.