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A man was leaving a convenience store with his morning coffee when he
noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
A black hearse was followed by a second black hearse about 50 feet behind
the first one.
Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash.
Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file.
The man couldn't stand the curiosity.
He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry
for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never
seen a funeral like this. "Whose funeral is it?"
"My wife's."
''What happened to her?"
The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the
dog turned on her.."
A very poignant and touching moment of brotherhood and silence, passed
between the two men.
"Can I borrow the dog?"
The man replied, "Get in line."
JB
noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery.
A black hearse was followed by a second black hearse about 50 feet behind
the first one.
Behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a dog on a leash.
Behind him, a short distance back, were about 200 men walking single file.
The man couldn't stand the curiosity.
He respectfully approached the man walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry
for your loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never
seen a funeral like this. "Whose funeral is it?"
"My wife's."
''What happened to her?"
The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."
He inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"
The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the
dog turned on her.."
A very poignant and touching moment of brotherhood and silence, passed
between the two men.
"Can I borrow the dog?"
The man replied, "Get in line."
JB
