A Dog's Tail
In a small country pub, all the patrons became quite
used to the pub owners little dog being around the bar,
so were quite upset when one day the little dog died.
Everyone met to decide how they could remember the little dog.
The decision was to cut off his tail and stick it up behind
the bar to remind everyone of the little dog's wagging tail.
The little dog went up to heaven and was about to run
through the pearly gates when he was stopped by St. Peter,
who questioned the little dog as to where he was going.
The little dog said:
"I have been a good dog -
so I am going into heaven where I belong!".
St. Peter replied:
"Heaven is a place of perfection,
you can not come into heaven without a tail,
where is your tail?"
The little dog explained the what had happened back on earth.
St. Peter told the little dog to go back
down to earth and retrieve his tail.
The little dog protested that it was now
the middle of the night on earth,
but St. Peter would not change his mind.
So the little dog went back down to earth and scratched
on the door of the pub until the bartender who lived
upstairs came down and opened the door.
"My goodness, it is the spirit of the little dog.
What can I do for you?" said the bartender.
The little dog explained that he wasn't allowed into
heaven without his tail, and he needed it back.
The bartender replied:
"I would really like to help you,
but my liquor license doesn't allow me
to retail spirits after hours!"