In Tennessee a man sees a sign in front of a house: “Talking Dog for Sale.” He rings the bell, and the owner tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the back yard and sees a black mutt sitting there.“You talk?” he asks. “Yep” replied the mutt. “So, what’s your story?”The mutt looks up and says, “Well, I discovered this gift pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told CIA about my gift. In no time they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.“I was one of their most valuable spies eight years running. The jetting around tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger. So I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. Had a wife and a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.”The gut is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog. “Ten dollars,” the owner says.“This dog is amazing,” the guy says.
“Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?” “he’s such a liar,” the owner replies. “He didn’t do any of that stuff.”