oldie but a goodie

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    A farmer named Muldoon lived alone in the countryside with a wee dog that he loved and doted on. After many long years of faithful companionship, the dog finally died, so Muldoon went to the parish priest:
    “Father, my dear old dog is dead. Could you be saying a Mass for him?”
    Father Patrick replied, “I am so very sorry to hear about your dog’s death. But, unfortunately, I can’t say Mass for the poor creature…”
    Muldoon said, “I understand, Father, I do. I guess I’ll go to this new denomination down the road; no tellin’ what they believe… Do you think €500 is enough to donate for the service?”
    Father Patrick: “Why didn’t you tell me your wee dog was Catholic?!”
 
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