Found this old e-mail my cousin sent a couple years ago:




PATSY, THE ITALIAN FUNERAL DOG


An Italian woman was leaving a convenience store with her espresso
when she noticed a most unusual Italian funeral procession approaching
the nearby cemetery. A black hearse was followed by a second black
hearse about 50 feet behind the first one.

Behind the second hearse was a solitary Italian woman walking a dog on a leash.

Behind her, a short distance back, were about 200 women walking single file.

The woman couldn't stand the curiosity. She respectfully approached
the Italian woman walking the dog and said: "I am so sorry for your
loss, and this may be a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a
Italian funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?"

"My husband's."

''What happened to him?"

"He yelled at me and my dog attacked and killed him."

She inquired further, "But who is in the second hearse?"

The Italian woman answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help
my husband when the dog turned on her."

A very poignant and touching moment of Italian sisterhood and silence
passed between the two women.

"Can I borrow the dog?"

The woman replied, "Get in line."




TIS