Mitsos lived above his restaurant with only his beloved pet dog called Stavros for company. One day Stavros the dog died and Mitsos went to his local priest and asked, “Father, my dog Stavros died. Could you do a Trisagion for the poor animal, he was like a son to me?” Father Nikos shook his head, “I’m afraid not; we cannot have services for an animal in the church. But, there’s an English church on the next block. God knows what they believe in. Maybe they’ll do something for your dog?” Mitsos said, “I’ll go right away Father. Do you think $5,000 is enough to donate to them for the service?” Father Niko exclaimed, “Kyrie Eleison! Vre Mitso, why didn’t you tell me the dog was Greek Orthodox?
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