It's an old joke but it made me laugh:
A man walks into a bar with a small dog under his arm and sits down at the counter, placing the dog on the stool next to him. The bartender says, "Sorry, pal. No dogs allowed." The man says, "But this is a special dog – he talks!" "Yeah, right," says the bartender. "No, wait," says the man. "I'll prove it." He turns to the dog and asks, "What's on top of a house?" "Roof!" says the dog. "Listen, pal..." says the bartender. "Wait," says the man. He turns to the dog again and asks, “what does sandpaper feel like?” "Ruff!" exclaims the dog. "Quit wasting my time and get out of here," says the bartender. "One more chance," pleads the man. Turning to the dog again, he asks, "Who was the greatest baseball player that ever lived?" "Ruth!" barked the dog. "Okay, that's it!" says the bartender, and physically throws both man and dog out the door. Turning to the man, the dogs shrugs and says, "Maybe I should have said DiMaggio?"
Pinched from Treehugger.
"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see." — Mark Twain