Every Sunday, an elderly woman placed $1,000 in the donation box at church.
This went on for weeks until the Priest, overcome with curiosity, approached her.
“Mrs. Jones, I couldn’t help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the donation box,” he said.
“Why yes,” she replied, “Every week my son sends me money, and what I don’t need I give to the church.”
“That’s wonderful, how much does he send you?”
“Oh, $2,000 a week.”
“Your son is very successful, what does he do for a living?”
“I believe he is a veterinarian,” she answered.
“That is a very honorable profession. Where does he practice?”
“Well, he has one cat house in Chicago, and another in Dallas…”