One hot summer day, a Kiwi came to town with his dog, tied it under the shade of a tree, and headed into the bar for a cold one. Twenty minutes later, a policeman entered the bar and asked, "Who owns the dog tied under that tree outside?"

The Kiwi said it was his.

"Your dog seems to be in heat" the officer said.

The Kiwi replied, "No way. She's cool 'cause she's tied up under that
shade tree."

The policeman said, "No! You don't understand. Your dog needs to be bred."

"No way," said the Kiwi. "That dog don't need no bread. She ain't hungry 'cause I fed her this mornin'."

The exasperated policeman said, "NO! You don't understand; your dog wants to
have sex!"

(You gotta love this)
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The Kiwi looked at the cop and said, "Well, go ahead. I always wanted a
Police dog."