Mr. Jameson was backing out of his driveway one morning when he heard a thump; panicked, he stopped the car and rushed out to see what had happened. A small dog was lying dead at the end of the driveway. Mr. Jameson felt terrible; he recognized this as a neighbor's dog and quickly made his way to the house next door.

Upon knocking on the door, Mr. Jameson was greeted by a tall woman. "I'm very sorry," he said. "But when I was backing out of my driveway this morning, I accidentally ran over your dog. I feel terrible and insist on replacing her."

The woman paused for a moment, then said, "Well, I guess you can bring me my slippers and newspaper tomorrow morning."