My friend, a recent widower, thought it might be a good idea to get himself a dog for a bit of companionship.
Checking out the pet ads in the local newspaper he came across one that read:
“Purebred Police Dog $25”.
Thinking that sounded like a pretty fair bargain, he called and ordered the dog to be delivered and paid up-front by credit card.
The very next day a van pulled up and left on his doorstep, in a cardboard kennel, the mangiest looking mongrel he had ever seen.
In a bit of a rage, he telephoned the man who had placed the ad and shouted over the phone.
“What the hell do you mean by calling that mangy mutt a Purebred Police Dog?”
“Hey, calm down*the man responded, “Don’t be deceived by his looks, mister, that dog’s under cover and in the Secret Service.”