Talking Dogs: They DO Exist! Sort'of

I've heard this joke many times, but every time I see it, it still makes me laugh. I thought today would be a good day for a smile. We're still having issues with Carmel (see post on the Pet Health Insurance blog) and I found out my Dad is back in the hospital...and we all know what day it is (no need to remind you, I'm sure), so this little joke is to help you through the day, cause it helped me: BTW, Carmie is half-lab, so this could be about her. It might seem that she can't talk out loud, but I often think she's just holding back. [so, does your dog talk??]

Talking Dog

One day, down in Mississippi, a guy sees a sign in front of a house:
"Talking Dog For Sale."

He rings the bell and the owner, Bubba, tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the backyard and sees a black lab just sitting there.

"You talk?" he asks.

"Yep," the lab replies.

"So, what's your story?

The lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered this gift pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies eight years running, but the jetting around really tired me out. I knew I wasn't getting any younger and I really wanted to settle down. So I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings there and was awarded a batch of medals. I had a wife, a mess of puppies, and now I'm retired."

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks Bubba what he wants for the dog.

"Ten dollars".

The guy says, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?"

"Because he's a liar. He didn't do any of that stuff."