The Veterinarian

One Sunday, in counting the money in the weekly offering, the pastor of
a small church found a pink envelope containing $1,000. It happened
again the next week.

The following Sunday, he watched as the offering was collected and saw
an elderly woman put the distinctive pink envelope on the plate. This
went on for weeks until the pastor, overcome by curiosity, approached her.

"Ma'am, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the
collection plate," he stated.

"Why, yes," she replied, "every week my son sends me money, and I give
some of it to the church."


The pastor replied, "That's wonderful. But $1,000 is a lot; are you sure
you can afford this? How much does he send you?"

The elderly woman answered, "$10,000 a week."

The pastor was amazed. "Your son is very successful; what does he do for
a living?"

"He is a veterinarian," she answered.

"That's an honorable profession, but I had no idea they made that much
money," the pastor said. "Where does he practice?"

The woman answered proudly, "In Nevada; he has two cat houses, one
in Las Vegas, and one in Reno."