A sad story but with a little "devilish" humour

Today I had the sad job of delivering to Westminster Abbey the body of their beautiful German Shepherd, Max, which I found by the side of the road. Max was ten years old and had gone missing from the Abbey a couple of days ago.

As sad as the task was, when it was over the devil in me couldn't resist getting just a little delight from the expression on the faces of the Priest and the Brother when I turned and held out my hand saying "I'm Jean. I work with SAINTS".

Some days I can be soooooo bad!