Conversations At A Shelter (Part Two)

A gentleman calls stating that he had had his female Boston Terrier bred to a male of the same breed. However, upon arriving home, his little girl was also bred by an Australian Shepherd.
"….Anyway," he says, "I called the owner of the male Boston and she said that the Australian Shepherd would cancel out anything that her dog had done."
"Really?"
"Have you ever heard of this?"
"Well, sir, if it is true, why don't you just take your female back to her Boston and have him cancel anything that the Aussie has done?"

A young man calls, a bit of panic in his voice.
"Town and Country Humane Society, can I help you?"
"Yes, um, I have a problem with gophers."
"OK, how can I help?"
"Well, I talked to some friends and they said I should put yeast in peanut butter balls and leave them by the gopher holes."
"I've never heard of that method."
"Well, the gopher is supposed to eat the peanut butter, and the yeast makes them explode."
"I see. Has it worked?"
"I don't know. But my problem is…………..my dog ate the peanut butter. Will he be OK?"
I advised him to call his vet, but told him I was pretty sure yeast didn't have that volatile of an effect on animals.

A middle-aged couple come out to surrender the family cat.
"Reason for surrender?"
"We don't have enough room for him."
"You don't have enough room for a cat?"
Man heaves crate up to the counter, and inside is the fattest (grossly obese) red tabby cat I have ever seen in my life. He must have been nearly 30 pounds.
"Hmm, has the vet ever told you that this cat needs to lose a few pounds?"
"Yes, but we just want to start again with a small cat."

A lady brings in a mother cat with kittens in a duffel bag.
"I found them by the dumpster at McDonald's."
"However did you manage to catch them?"
"They were in this duffel bag."
"In the duffel bag? Just sitting by the dumpster?"
"Yes, I thought it was quite strange."
"Indeed. And this duffel bag belonged to someone with the same last name as you. How odd!"
The name was written in black marker on the inside of the bag.

A guy brings in a Samoyed and her mixed pups to surrender for adoption.
"I just can't find homes for the pups."
"Do you know what the father was?"
"I think it was a lab mix. Sure wish I could keep the mother."
"Why do you need to get rid of the mother?"
"Well, I got her for breeding you know."
"I see. And now you don't want her?"
"Don't you know anything? She's been nailed by a mutt. She's ruined for breeding now!"
"Oh, I see. We will be glad to take her."
Who am I to give him a lesson on doggy genetics?! Sometimes you just let sleeping dogs lie.