Murphy and Casey run into each other while out walking their dogs.
Murphy suggests that they go for a bit of lunch.
Casey says, “They won’t let us in a restaurant with the dogs.”
Undeterred, Murphy and his German shepherd head into the restaurant.
The maitre’ d stops them, saying, “Sir, I’m sorry but you can’t bring your dog in here.”
“But I’m blind,” Murphy replies, “and this is my guide dog.”
The maitre’ d, apologizing profusely, shows both man and dog to a table.
Casey waits five minutes, then tries the same routine.
“You have a Chihuahua for a guide dog?” the skeptical maitre ‘d says.
“A Chihuahua?” Casey says. “Is that what they gave me?”