I was invited to perform an ESP demonstration for a Sweet Sixteen Party in a home on the North Shore of Chicago for a small group of 20 or more teenagers. who wanted to hear my psychic thoughts about their futures.

Just as I was about to begin speaking, the ugliest ugly Wire Haired Dachshund dog waddled in with his chin on the floor. He sat by the door as if he was waiting for someone.

 "Why is your dog so sad," I asked the birthday girl?