Business as Usual

"I need you to stay late tonight," said Mr. Whiskers. "End of quarter is coming up. We really have to catch that red dot."

"You can't catch the red dot because the dot isn't there!" said Ted, holding his face in his hands. "It comes from the laser pointer. It's just light."

Mr. Whiskers blinked and flexed his claws. "I know that, Ted, but that doesn't change the fact that the quarter is ending. Our stockholders want to see that dot caught."

"You could do this to dogs, you know. Turn the tables completely."

"Yes," said Mr. Whiskers. "We know."