One day a man took his poodle to the veterinarian. As he walked into the  waiting room, he noticed a very attractive young woman with her Great  Dane. 
 He sits next to her, trying desperately to think of  *something* to say to this woman. The best he can come up with is,  "That's a big dog." 
 She smiles, and leans over to pat his dog  on the head. She turns and says, "Yes, he is. Now, what's wrong with  your little dog?" 
 He replies, "Well, he's a male dog, you see.  And whenever we have company over, he trys to introduce various bits of  himself to their shins. It's become a problem, so I'm here to take care  of it." 
 "So, why are you and your really big dog here?" He's really hitting it off with her! 
 "Well, my dog is male too. I have the same problem with him: when I  bend over in the kitchen, he jumps up behind me, puts his paws on my  shoulders and, well,..." 
 "Oh, yes, I see," the man interrupts. "So you're hear to get him fixed too?" 
 "Oh no,... to get his nails clipped."