Should I be worried?

I was typing in "cakelove" into google (my newest Everest is baking cakes from scratch) when the history showed "can I take a rottweiler to Ireland?"

Uh, Steve, do you need to tell me something?

(I've told Steve he can get a rottweiler when I'm dead. His latest school project involved creating a fake person. Steve drew up a 67 year old widower with a rottweiler named Heinrich who was looking to retire in Ireland.)

I think there is such a thing as planning TOO far ahead.