Muldoon lived alone in the Irish countryside with only a
pet dog for company. One day the dog died, and Muldoon 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 down
the lane, and there's no tellin' what they believe. Maybe
they'll do something for the creature.'
Muldoon 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?