A man boards a flight and finds himself seated next to a Labrador Retriever and its trainer. As the man looks at the Lab seated in the middle, the trainer explains that they work for the airline, saying, "Don't mind Sniffer. He's a sniffing dog, the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne when I put him to work."
The plane takes off and levels out when the trainer tells the first man, "Watch this."
He then orders the dog, "Sniffer, search."
Sniffer jumps down, walks along the aisle, and sits next to a woman for a few seconds. It then returns to its seat and puts one paw on the trainer's arm.
He says, "Good boy," then turns to the first man and says, "That woman is in
possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of this and her seat number for the police who will apprehend her upon arrival."
"Fantastic!" replies the passenger.
Once again, he sends Sniffer to search the aisles.
The Lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and places two paws on the trainer's arm, who explains, "That man is carrying cocaine. So, again, I'm making a note of this and the seat number."
"Impressive!"
Then the trainer orders Sniffer to search again. Sniffer goes up and down the plane and, after a while, sits down next to someone. He then comes racing back, jumps up onto his seat, and poops all over the place.
The passenger is really grossed out by this behavior from a supposedly well-trained sniffing dog and asks, "What's going on?"
The trainer nervously replies, "He just found a bomb..."
