The Talking Dog

A guy is driving around the back woods of Louisiana and he sees a   sign in front of a broken down house by the bayou: “Talking Dog for Sale”.

 He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him that the dog is in the  backyard.

 The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador  retriever sitting there.

 ‘You talk?’ he asks.

 ‘Yep,’ the Lab replies.

After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says ‘So, what’s your story?’


The Lab looks up and says, ‘Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.’

 ‘I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running.  But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn’t getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in.  I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.’

 ‘I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I’m just retired.’


  The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the Cajun what he wants   for the dog.


  ‘Ten dollars.’ the guy says.


  ‘Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him  so cheap?’


  “Because he’s a liar. He never did any of that stuff.”






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