Speaking of my 'neighborhood'...
A Baptist preacher decided he'd like to have a dog. Talked it over with his wife and they agreed it would be best if they had a Baptist dog. But he was soon discouraged when he searched and could not find anyone offering one.
Finally he found a kennel that assured him they had what he needed and he and his wife journeyed quite a way to see the dog.
Sure enough, it appeared to be a Baptist dog. First, the owner told the dog to go to the bookcase and fetch the Bible. Without hestiating, the dog brought back the Bible and placed it at his masters feet. Next, the dog was told to open the Bible to Psalm 53. With amazing dexterity, the dog gently pawed the pages and placed his paw on the opening verses of the chapter.
Even though the price was somewhat higher than he thought he should pay, the preacher took the dog back home. Anxious to show his deacons his new dog, he invited several of them over for coffee and a demonstration of the dogs skills. Duly impressed, one of the deacons asked if the dog could do any 'regular' dog tricks. "Well, I don't really know. I've been too busy training him to find various books of the Bible! But we'll see what he might be able to do."
Backing up a few paces, the preacher pointed at the dog and bellowed, "Heel!" Well, the dog cocked his head a little to one side, but then walked up to the preacher, stood on his rear legs, and placed one paw on the preachers head!
"Oh my!," exclaimed the preacher, "I'm afraid he must actually be Pentecostal!"
Author of above is unknown and certainly not me!
