There were three dogs sitting at the pound and each had an interesting story about why they were there and what they thought would happen to them.

There were three dogs sitting at the pound and each had an interesting story
about why they were there and what they thought would happen to them.

Pit-Bull: The family next door had a nine month old baby and it was always
crying - crying so much it was driving its parents crazy, driving my owner
crazy, driving ME crazy - everyone! So, one day, they left the back door open
and I sneaked in and bit it's arm off. I heard later that it died on the way
to the hospital.

"So," asked the the doberman, "what do you think will happen to you?"

"I guess I'll get the gas chamber," replied the pit-bull.

Doberman: The damned postman always sprays me with mace. It makes my eyes
water like crazy, makes me sneeze and I can't sleep all afternoon. One day,
another postman came to the house, but he didn't know I existed, so I chewed
his leg off. Apparently he died the next day at the hospital.

"So," asked the great dane, "what do you think will happen to you?"

"I guess I'll get the gas chamber," replied the doberman.

Great Dane: My master is a gorgeous 25 year old woman. One day I was lonely
and was looking for her. But I couldn't find her. So, I went upstairs and I
found her kneeling on the floor, washing out the bath tub. She had no clothes
on and the sight made me lose control. I sneaked up behind her and ...

"So," interrupted the other two, "what do you think will happen to you?"

"I guess I'm here to get my nails cut," grinned the great dane ...