Walking the Dog

A little girl asked her Mom, “Mom, may I take the dog for a walk around the block?” Mom replied, “No, because she is in heat.” “What’s that mean?” asked the child. “Go ask your father. I think he’s in the garage.”
The little girl went to the garage and said, “Dad, may I take Sasha for a walk around the block? I asked Mom, but she said the dog was in heat, and to come to you.” Dad said, “Bring Sasha over here.” Being old school he took a rag, soaked it with a little gasoline, dabbed the dog’s backside with it to disguise the scent, and said, “OK, you can go now, but keep Sasha on the leash and only go one time round the block.”
The little girl left and returned a few minutes later with no dog on the leash. Surprised, Dad asked, “Where’s Sasha?” The little girl said, “She ran out of gas about halfway down the block, so another dog is pushing her home.”