Trip to the 7/11

I went to the 7/11 to get smokes. Picky, my vociferous Schnauzer, was barking uncontrollably as usual in the car. I told the "Simpsons 7/11 Indian guy" behind the counter " Oh, that's my dog's making that noise. " He said in his "Simpsons 7/11 Indian guy voice" "Oh, how many in your family, you, and your dogs and ?"

I replied "That's it. My husband died. It's just me and my two dogs."

He asked "Oh, when did your husband die?"

"Two years ago." I replied.

He said "Oh, like me…two dogs and just me and nobody else."

Yep, that's it.