A man was leaving the local cafe one morning with his usual black coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession
approaching the cemetery opposite.
A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse some fifty feet behind.
Fifty feet behind the second hearse was a solitary man walking a pit-bull on a leash.
Fifty feet behind this man was a queue of 200 men walking closely together
in single file.
The man watched for a few moments before his curiosity eventually got the better of him.
Respectfully he approached the man with the dog, and the conversation went as follows -
Man A - "I'm very sorry for your loss, and I know this is a bad time to disturb you. But I've never seen a funeral quite like this one, with so many people (all men) walking in single file. Whose funeral is it?
Man B - Holding back his emotion - "Well, that first hearse is for my wife"
Man A - "I am so sorry. What happened to her"
Man B - "Unexpectedly, my dog attacked and killed her"
Man A - "Oh no! Well, who's in the second hearse?"
Man B - "My mother-in-law".
Man A - "What happened to her?
Man B - "She tried to help my wife, and the dog then turned on her – killing her too"
A poignant and thoughtful few moments of silence then passed between the two men. Until....
Man A - "Can I borrow the dog?"
Man B - "Join the queue"