Every Sunday, a little old lady placed $1,000 in the collection plate.

It went on for weeks until the priest, overcome with curiosity,
approached
her.

My dear, I couldnt help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the
collection plate, he stated.

Why yes, she replied, every week my son sends me money, and what I
dont need, I give to the church.

Thats wonderful, but how much does he send you? the priest asked.

He sends me $2,000 every week, she replied proudly.

Your son must be very successful, said the priest. May I ask what
does
he do for a living?

He is a veterinarian, she answered.

That is a very honourable profession, the priest assured her. Where
does
he practice?

Well, she replied, he has one cat house in Kansas City and another in
New Orleans.