Elder story:
Many years ago, in a congregation far, far away, an elder goes to the door while I wait in the car with the rest of the group in the driveway. It was rural witnessing. A small chihuahua comes yapping around the corner. Elder goes to scare the dog by raising his foot and stomping on the ground. Only problem is that the dog darts under the foot as it comes down. Snaps the dog's neck killing it instantly. The door starts to open and the elder panics. He picks up the dead dog and puts it in his witnessing bag. The householder, unaware, enters into an enthusiastic discussion. Elder reaches into his bag to get his Bible. I'm not sure exactly what happened in what order as it all went so fast. Elder grabs hold of dead dog that he forgot about. Screams in fright. Drops bag and dead dog tumbles out. Householder screams. I lose it laughing my head off. Brother driving the car turns to tell me off and accidently presses horn on steering wheel. I completely lose it and double up in laughter. Congregation buys householder new pedigree chihuahua. Experience does not make it to convention program.