Every Sunday, a little old lady placed $1,000 in the collection plate. This went on for weeks until the priest, overcome with curiosity, approached her.
"Sister, I couldn't help but notice that you put $1,000 a week in the collection plate," he remarked.
"Why yes," she replied, "every week my daughter sends me money, and what I don't need I give to the church."
"That's wonderful, how much does she send you?"
"Oh, $2,000 a week."
"Your son must be very successful; what does she do for a living?"
"She is a veterinarian," she answered.
"That is a very honorable profession. Where does she practice?"
"Well, he has one cat house in Las Vegas and another in Reno."