November 17, 2008

1 four-legged creature, 1 startled counselor

Two construction workers lumbered through the glass doors of the pregnancy resource center today. One looked fifty-five, with long hair. The other looked sixty, with long hair and a beard.

"Here to deliver the door, ma'am."

As they walked through the accounting room carrying their 40 lb. burden, another visitor walked through. The center's counselor-on-call hovered between the front desk and the door "Is this... someone's dog?"

"Oh. Yep, that's her all right. Sorry about that. She's friendly enough, but she sheds a bushel."

"I see." [awkward pause] "Maybe she's here for a pregnancy test?"

"No ma'am. This dog will never be pregnant."