O’Connor lived alone in the Irish countryside with only his beloved pet dog for company.
Sadly one day the Catholic dog passed away and O’Connor went to his local parish priest and made a simple request in honor of the fallen animal.
“Father, me dog is dead. Could you be saying a final mass for the poor creature?”
Father Patrick replied, “I’m afraid not.
We cannot have services for any animal in the church, even be he a dog.
But there be some Baptists down the lane, and there’s no telling what they believe.
Maybe they’ll do something for the unfortunate creature.”
O’Connor sadly replied, “I’ll go right away Father to ask them.
Do ya’ think five thousand dollars is enough to donate for the service?”
Father Patrick exclaimed, “Sweet Mary, Mother of Jesus! Why didn’t ya’ tell me it was a Catholic dog?”