John lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a pet dog for company. O NE day the dog died, and John went to the parish priest and asked, “Father, my dog is dead. Could ya’ be saying’ a Mass for the poor creature?”

Father Patrick replied, “I’m afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But there are some Baptists d o wn the lane, and there’s no tellin’ what they believe. Maybe they’ll do something for the creature.”

John said, “I’ll go right away Father. Do ya think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?”

Father Patrick exclaimed, “Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn’t ya tell me the dog was Catholic?

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