When I want to cycle home after visiting my sister, it is dark. And it's raining hard.
My sister arrives with a trendy safety vest, equipped with lights, that a daughter gave her.
But we don't understand how to put that on. On the back or shoulders, over an arm? The cardigan slips everywhere; I give up and cycle home unsafely.
The next day my sister calls: “The cardigan is meant for Doortje.”
Doortje is her dog.
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