Eye-Opening Experience
Two friends were out for a Saturday stroll—one with a big Doberman, the other with a tiny Chihuahua.
As they passed a lively tavern, the Doberman’s owner said, “Let’s duck in for a drink.”
Her friend shook her head. “We can’t—dogs aren’t allowed!”
“Just follow my lead,” the Doberman’s owner whispered.
She slipped on a pair of dark glasses and headed for the door.
“Sorry, ma’am,” said the bouncer, “no pets allowed.”
“You don’t understand,” she replied, “this is my seeing-eye dog.”
The bouncer looked at the Doberman, raised an eyebrow, and said, “A Doberman?”
“Yes,” she said smoothly, “they’re using them now. Excellent guide dogs.”
“Alright then,” he said, waving her inside.
Her friend took a deep breath, put on dark glasses, and stepped up next.
“Sorry, ma’am, no pets allowed,” the bouncer said again.
“You don’t understand,” she said, “this is my seeing-eye dog.”
He looked down, puzzled. “A Chihuahua?”
The woman gasped in mock horror: “A Chihuahua? They gave me a Chihuahua?!”
