A young boy goes into a store, picks the biggest box of detergent,
and heaves it onto the counter.

"My, my!" says the checker. "What's a little boy like you doing with
a big box of washing detergent?"

"I'm going to wash my dog!" the boy replies.

The checker gasps. "But that will kill him! You can't do that!"

No matter how hard the checker argues with the little boy, he won't
listen to her. The next day, the checker sees the little boy walking
around the store, looking sad. She walks up to him and says, "What's
the matter?"

He frowns and says, "My dog died yesterday."

The lady says, "Well, I told you he would! It was the detergent,
wasn't it?"

The little boy looks up at her and says, "Actually, I think it was
the spin cycle."