Monday's Mirth

[Kip Powick]

MITCH was driving around and he sees a sign in front of a house: "Talking Dog For Sale." He rang the bell and the owner told him the dog was in the back yard. MITCH went into the backyard and sees a Labrador retriever sitting there.

"You talk?" he asked.

"Yep," the Lab replied.

"So, what's your story?"

The Lab looked up and said, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time at all 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 for eight years running."

"But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security wandering near suspicious characters and listening in."

"I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I met a great female dog, had a mess of puppies and now I'm just retired."

MITCH was amazed. He went back in and asked the owner what he wanted for the dog. "Ten dollars," the guy said.

"Ten dollars? This dog is amazing,” said MITCH, “ why on earth are you selling him so cheap?"

"Because he's a liar. He never did any of that $hit.”