Conversations With Bud

Conversations with Bud:
Bud: What day is it?
Me: Tuesday.
Bud: Hm. Might wanna call the vet.
Me: Omigosh, Bud! What's wrong?
Bud: I can't remember what happened on Monday.
Me: Really?
Bud: It's all so dark...
Me: My missing IPhone and credit cards?
Bud: My world is soooo murky...
Me: Your bookie banging at the door?
Bud: Nothing but shadows...
Me: The extra-large pizza with anchovies that mysteriously showed up?
Bud: That would explain my breath.
Me: You're not really sick, are you?
Bud: Wake me on Friday, I'll have a good answer by then.