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A woman was leaving a convenience store with her morning
coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession
approaching the nearby cemetery.
A long black hearse was followed by a second long black
hearse about 50 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 women walking single file.
The woman was so curious that she respectfully approached
the woman walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for
your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you,
but I have never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
"My husband's."
"What happened to him?"
The woman replied, "My dog attacked and killed him."
She inquired further, "Well, who is in the second hearse?"
The woman answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to
help my husband when the dog turned on her."
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between
the two women.
"Can I borrow the dog?"
"Get in line."
coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession
approaching the nearby cemetery.
A long black hearse was followed by a second long black
hearse about 50 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 women walking single file.
The woman was so curious that she respectfully approached
the woman walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for
your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you,
but I have never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"
"My husband's."
"What happened to him?"
The woman replied, "My dog attacked and killed him."
She inquired further, "Well, who is in the second hearse?"
The woman answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to
help my husband when the dog turned on her."
A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between
the two women.
"Can I borrow the dog?"
"Get in line."
