When Paddy’s dog died, he took it to the local Catholic church. He asked the preacher if he could have a funeral service for his much loved pet, but the preacher explained that they didn’t do services like that for animals. Paddy asked who would and the preacher suggested that the Baptist church up the road would probably give the dog a funeral service. Paddy asked, “Preacher, do you think $5,000 would be enough payment for the dog’s funeral?” The preacher relied, “Dearest Paddy, why didn’t you tell me that your dog was a Catholic?”
Nutsrok
The humor and humanity of storytelling.
Search
Nutsrok 
If I’m not mistaken Catholics have priests not preachers. Everyone else has preachers. Although… if they’re given the right to marry, which I hear is in the works, they may be all called “preachers”. LOL
LikeLike
Well, it would help recruit clergy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
And… perhaps keep them out of trouble. I dated this sweet boy in high school that was going to be a priest. I had the best time with him and got along better with him than most young men, so needless to say I was terribly disappointed. I wonder if he stayed with it? I never saw him again. He was from a very wealthy family too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wonder where he is today.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are right. I didn’t catch that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, how money t.a.l.k.s. :-D :-D ;-)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Nutsrok.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Eileen Lyn Wah.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you.
LikeLike
They changed the tune fast enough!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Funny how that works!
LikeLike
Hey Linda,
This little gem cracked a smile whilst I wait for a broader grin to catch up and replace it :)
Namaste
DN – 27/07/2015
LikeLike
Thanks!
LikeLiked by 1 person
:-)
“The preacher re-lied, “Dearest Paddy, why didn’t you tell me that your dog was a Catholic?”
I think I like it even better with the typo…
gigoid
:cool:
LikeLiked by 2 people
Hey, you know that was a type!
LikeLiked by 1 person