Doug and his wife, Dorothy, had finally decided to get a dog, and they agreed that they should adopt a rescue dog. So they headed to the local animal shelter and met with a member of the staff to review the process of adoption. They filled out all of the paperwork and answered all of the staff member’s questions.
“Okay,” the staff member said, “You have gotten to the stage where it’s time for you to pick out the dog you would like to adopt. Meet me outside by the pen and I’ll bring the dogs out there for you to make your selection.”
Doug and Dorothy we’re so excited at finally being able to select a dog to bring home with them. But when they got outside, they were surprised to see nearly two dozen dogs lined up and staring up at them with their sad, expressive, and hopeful eyes, all intently focused on the couple.
“Oh, Doug,” Dorothy said, “with so many adorable dogs to choose from, how can we pick out just one? I want to take them all home with us. This is really hard.”
“I know what you mean, sweetie,” Doug said. “This reminds me of that time when I went to the Bunny Ranch in Nevada and they lined up all those gorgeous prostitutes and I had to choose just one. That was really hard.”
Dorothy looked over at her husband in disbelief. “Yeah, I bet that was a hard one for you, you bastard.” She spun around, marched to their car, started it, and drove off.”
Doug shrugged his shoulders, looked at the shelter’s staff member, and said, “I guess there are some memories are best left unspoken.”
Written for this week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge prompt. Photo credit: Google Images.