In the early days of the Queen's reign, the royal family was presented a dog not trained for hunting, but for the children to play with. Since no one on the palace staff was really familiar with handling such dogs, a man was hired as a caretaker for the dog. Recently, someone was poring over the household staff records, and realized he was still being paid. They went to find him, and exclaimed, "You've been at this job for fifty years, but the dog died forty years ago!" "Aye," the old man responded, looking up from his book. "Do you have anything else for me to do?"