Can I borrow your Dog?

One fine morning a man was leaving a cafe after his
morning coffee, when he noticed a most unusualfuneral 
procession. A funeral coffin was followed by a 
second one about 50 feet behind the first.

Behind the second coffin was a solitary man

walking with a black dog. Behind him was a 

queue of about 300 men walking in a single line.

The man couldn't stand his curiosity. He 
approached the man walking with the dog, 
"I am so sorry for your loss, and I know
now is a bad time to disturb you,but
I've never seen a funeral like this with so
many of you walking in single line.
Whose funeral is it? "

The man replied, "Well, that first coffin is for my wife."

What happened to her? "

The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her."

He inquired further, "Well, who is in the second coffin?"

The man answered, "My mother-in-law.
She was trying to help my wife when the
dog attacked and killed her also."

A thoughtful moment of silence passes 
between the two men.

Then the first one asks in excitement 
"Can I borrow your dog?"

The man calmly replied "JOIN THE QUEUE..!!!"