The Puppies
 

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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, in order to keep track, I turned on the water faucet, wet my fingers, and moistened each dog's head when I had finished a treatment. After the fourth puppy, I noticed my hitherto talkative client had grown silent. As I sprinkled the last pup's head, the woman leaned forward and she whispered, "I didn't know they had to be baptized."

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