Murphy and Casey run into each other while walking their dogs.
Murphy suggests lunch.
Casey says, “They won’t let us in a restaurant with pets.”
Undeterred, Murphy and his German shepherd head into the restaurant.
The maitre’ d stops them, saying, “Sir, 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?”