Puppies

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, I
turned on the water faucet, wet my fingers, and moistened each
dog's head when I had finished.

After the fourth puppy, I noticed my talkative client had grown
silent. As I sprinkled the last pup's head, the woman leaned
forward and whispered, "I didn't know they had to be baptized,
too."