I returned from a trip many years ago, and found a gaping hole in the bedroom door, about two feet from the floor. “What happened here?!” I asked my wife.
“Oh, Buck ran into the door.” Buck was our 56-pound Siberian Husky.
“Where did you bury the dog?” I asked.
“What are you talking about?,” she said, “he’s out in the yard.”
“Did you see this happen?”
“No, the kids told me about it.”
“Get the kids in here.”
I said to them, “If you don’t tell me immediately who did this, you’re both grounded for the rest of Buck’s life.” They immediately pointed at each other. (Danielle had taunted Jason, locked herself in our bedroom, and Jason, with tremendous lack of foresight, attempted to kick the door open.)
Our asset as consultants is to question what’s commonly believed to be true, what’s contrary to all available evidence, and what our experience tells us is downright ridiculous. Siberian Huskies are smarter than that.
© Alan Weiss 2016