Puppies
A client brought a litter of golden retriever puppies to my veterinary
clinic for inoculations and worming. As the look-alike pups squirmed over
and under one another in their box, I realized it would be difficult to tell
the treated ones from the rest. So, I turned on the water faucet, wet my
fingers, and moistened each dog's head when I had finished.
After the fourth puppy, I noticed my talkative client had grown silent. As I
sprinkled the last pup's head, the woman leaned forward and whispered, "I
didn't know they had to be baptized, too."