It had been a busy day spent trying to find kitten a loving home. I went to the barbers for a trim. There was the usual banter and one of the bantees was an old guy talking about Canada.
Barber. "But Mac, you need a passport to visit Canada now, they changed the law."
Really old man. "I don't need a passport, I'm 101. I got a letter from the President."
I shook his hand, "I never met anyone 101 years old".
"You have now kid".
For the record he was a spiffily dressed gentleman who is chauffered about by his 94 year old wife. The barber told me and I saw them myself.