The Talking Dog

          A sign reads:  Talking Dog Forsale.
          Too curious to  pass this by, he  stopped and rang the  bell. The
          owner tells him the dog is in the backyard. The guy goes into the
          backyard and observes an old, black hound just lying there in the
          shade.

               "You talk, huh?" he asks.

               "Yep," the mutt replies.

               "Why, that's amazing.  You must have quite a story to tell,"
          the man says.

               The mutt  looks up and  says, "Well, I discovered  this gift
          pretty young and I wanted to  help the government, so I told  the
          CIA  about my  gift, and  in  no time  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 eight years running. All of
          the jetting around  eventually tired me out  and I knew I  wasn't
          going to last forever.

               I Left the agency and finally got a job at the airport to do
          some undercover  security work, mostly wandering  near suspicious
          characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings
          there and was  awarded a batch of medals.  Had a wife, a  mess of
          puppies, and now I'm just retired."

               The guy is astounded. He goes inside and asks the owner what
          he wants for the dog.

               The owner says, "Give mme ten bucks and he's yours."

               The  man says,  "This dog is  amazing. Why on  earth are you
          selling him so cheaply?"

               The owner replies, "He's such a liar.  He ain't done none of
          that stuff he claims."