Two old stockmen are sitting on the verandah of their outback townโs pub having a beer when they get to talking about the merits of their cattle dogs - and which was the better, more intelligent, dog.
They decide to settle the matter. The younger drover, Bluey (so named because of his red hair), says to his mate, โWatch thisโ. He then addresses his dog, โJack, Iโm hungry !โ Jack looks at his master briefly and then takes off. Out into the street he runs, turns right and lopes down to Mrs Jones house, into her back yard and wriggles under the chook-house fence. Jack carefully takes a henโs egg in his mouth and heads off. Arriving back at the pub, Jack gathers some wood, a billy and some water, he lights a fire and boils the egg exactly for 2 minutes for his master. Jack takes the egg out of the water and lays it at his masters feet. โWhat dโya reckon about that ?โ says the proud dog-owner, Bluey.
โNot badโ, drawls his older mate, Bruce, as he sips his beer. He turns to his dog and says softly, โSam, I need something to eat tooโ. His dog immediately runs off down the street. About 5 minutes later he is back, also carefully carrying a henโs egg. He, too, gathers wood, boils the billy and produces a perfect two-minute cooked egg which he lays at Bruceโs feetโฆโฆ.and then he stands on his head. โPerfectโ, says Bluey, โExactly the same as my dogโฆโฆ.. but why is he standing on his head ?โ
โOhโ, says the older man, โHe knows I donโt have an egg cup !โ
