September 20, 2004 at 4:50 pm #9063GixParticipant
A woman was leaving a cafe after her morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetry.
A long black hearse was followed by a second black hearse about fifty feet behind the first one.
Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her, a short distance back, were about 200 woman walking single file.
The woman couldn’t stand her curiousity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said, “I am sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I’ve never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?”
“My husbands.” the woman replied.
“What happened to him?”
The woman replied, “My dog attacked and killed him.”
She enquired further, “Well, who is in the second hearse?”
The woman answered, “My mother in law. She was trying to help my husband whn the dog turned on her.”
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed btween the two women.
“Can I borrow the dog?” asked the woman.
“Get in line.”
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