Dinner conversation. It's never boring.
Mom: Do you remember my cat Gilbert? He used to make that weird noise with his teeth when he saw squirrels in the back yard.
Hubby (who had to bury that forty pound monstrosity): THAT was NOT a cat.
Babygirl: What was it?
Me: A familiar.
Babygirl: What's a familiar?
Me: It's an animal possessed by a demon who lives with a witch to increase her powers.
Mom: <sigh> He was amazing.
General hysteria, to Mom's ongoing mystification.
I. Am. Going. To. Hell. Laughing all the way, I'm afraid.