AARGH! Obviously I'm gaff-ridden these days. Somehow my last message did
not forward very well. It SHOULD have had the following:
A farmer named Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside except for a
pet dog he doted on. The dog finally died, and Muldoon went to the parish
priest, saying "Father, the dog is dead. Could you possibly be saying a
mass for the poor creature?"
Father Patrick told the farmer "No, we can't have services for an
animal in the church, but I'll tell you what, there's a new denomination
down the road apiece, and no telling what they believe in, but maybe
they'll do something for the animal."
Muldoon said "I'll go right now. By the way, do you think $50,000 is
enough to donate for the service?"
Father Patrick replied, "Why didn't you tell me the dog was Catholic?"
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Evan Morris
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