Paddy Murphy lived alone in the Irish countryside with only his old dog for company. One day the dog died, and Paddy went to the parish priest and asked, "Father, my dog is dead. Could ya' be saying' a mass for the poor creature?"
The priest replied, "I'm afraid not Paddy, we cannot have a service for an animal in God’s house. But there are some Baptists down the lane, and there's no telling what they believe. Maybe they'll do something for you."
Paddy said, "I'll go right away Father. Do ya' think €5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?"
The priest exclaimed, "Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn't you tell me your dog was Catholic?"
