Okay, the joke I told my angel.
A dog walked into a saloon and ordered a root beer. The bartender said, "I'll be with you in a minute." A good bit of time passed, and the dog asked for the root beer again. The bartender told him, he was busy, and he would get to him soon. More time passed, and the dog became irritated. He demanded his root beer. The bartender took a gun out from under the counter and shot the dog in the foot. The dog left. A year later on the same exact date, the dog stepped through the saloon doors. The bartender immediately recognized him and asked, "What do you want?!" The dog replied, "I'm looking for the man who shot my PAW!"