Talking Dog

[Dobski]

> A guy sees a sign in front of a house: "Talking Dog for Sale."
He rings the bell and the owner tells him the dog is in the backyard.

> The guy goes into the backyard and sees a black mutt just sitting there.

"You talk?" he asks.
>
> "Sure do." the dog replies.

>
> So, what's your story?"

> The dog looks up and says, "Well, I discovered my gift of talking 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."
>
> The jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting
>any younger and I 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. Had a wife, a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."
>
> The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog. The owner says, "Ten dollars."
>
> The guy says, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him
> so cheap?"

> "Cos he's a f***ing liar. He's never done any of that stuff!"