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Irving the Jewish talking dog

From my friend Pnina Klein

Morty visits the veterinarian in Boca Raton and says, "My dog has a problem."

The doctor replies,  "So tell me about the dog's problem."

"First you should know,  he's a Jewish dog. His name is Irving and he can talk," says Morty.

"He can talk?", the doubtful doctor asks.

"Watch this!" Mort points to the dog and commands: "Irving, Fetch!"

Irving , the dog, begins to walk toward the door, then turns around and
demands, "So why are you talking to me like that? You order me around
like I'm nothing. And you only call me when you want something.   And
then you make me sleep on the floor, with my arthritis. You give  me this
fahkahkta food with all the salt and fat, and you tell  me it's a special
diet. It tastes like dreck! YOU should eat it  yourself! And do you ever
take me for a decent walk? NO, it's  out of the house, a short pish, and
right back home. Maybe if I  could stretch out a little, the sciatica
wouldn't kill me so much!   I should roll over and play dead for real for
all you care!"

The Doctor is amazed. "This is remarkable! What could be the problem?"

Morty says, "Obviously, he has a hearing problem!   I said 'Fetch', not 'Kvetch'."

Posted on Sunday, October 4, 2009 at 09:03PM by Registered CommenterJoel | CommentsPost a Comment

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