A dog strolls into a butcher shop like he owns the place. The butcher, blinking in disbelief, asks, “What’ll it be?” The dog points at a juicy steak behind the glass. “How many pounds?” asks the butcher. The dog barks twice. “Anything else?” The dog points at some pork chops and barks four times.
The butcher carefully bags a two-pound steak and four pork chops, hands it to the dog, who grabs it in his mouth, and takes cash from a tiny purse dangling from his neck. Astonished, a bystander follows the dog home a few blocks away. The dog rings the doorbell, and the owner opens the door.
The onlooker gushes, “What a remarkable dog!”
The owner rolls their eyes. “Remarkable? He’s locked himself out again this week.”
