THE
DEAD DOG
On a country
road, a speeder hit and killed a dog. The dog's owner stood nearby,
a gun in his hand.
The speeder
said, "Looks as if I killed your dog."
"Sure
does."
"I'm
sorry. Was it a valuable dog?"
"I
wouldn't say that."
"Well,
suppose I gave you a hundred dollars. Would that be enough?"
"Well,
I don't know."
"Two
hundred dollars. That should do it."
"Sounds
good."
The speeder
reached into his pocket and came up with the money. Pressing it into
the man's hand, he said, "I'm sorry I spoiled your plans to go
hunting."
"I
wasn't going hunting. I was heading out to the woods to shoot that
mangy dog."
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