What Price Funeral?
A farmer named Muldoon lived alone in the countryside, except for a pet dog he doted on. The dog finally died, and Muldoon went to the local Methodist minister saying, “Pastor, my dog just died. Could you possibly have a wee service for the poor creature?”
Pastor Patrick told the farmer, “No, we can’t have services for an animal in the church, but I’ll tell you what. There’s one of those new denominations down the road aways, and no telling what they believe in. Maybe they’ll do something for the animal.”
Muldoon said, “I’ll go right now. Do you think $50,000 is enough to donate for the service?”
Pastor Patrick gasped, “Why didn’t you tell me your dog was Methodist?”