A young man walks into a bar, followed closely by a large ball of black hair. The bartender looks at him and says "We dont allow dogs in here!"

The young man responds, "That's not a dog, it's a wooleybugger."

"What's a woolybugger?" quips the bartender.

"Come outside and I'll show you" says the young man as he rises from his seat.

The bartender agrees and the three go out the front door of the bar.

Across the valley, there's a raccoon tipping over trashcans, spreading garbage everywhere. This infuriates the bartender and he starts to yell at the raccoon.

But the young man says "Hold on, sir. Allow me." He turns to the dark hairball and says, " Woolybugger that raccoon!" The hairball springs into action and just decimates the raccoon, there's still raccoon hair settling in the air as the woolybugger returns.

"Let me try!" exclaims the bartender, eyeing the big tomcat spraying the side of the bar. "Wooleybugger that cat!" And the ball of hair quickly eliminates the cat and returns to the young man's side.

"That's pretty impressive!" says the bartender, "Let me buy you a beer."

Once in the bar, cold one in hand, the two chat about what had happened in the alley with much enthusiasm, only to be interrupted by the town drunk dragging himself in and up to the bar.

"Give my a beer!" He demands. "Why the &*#@ is there a dog in here?"

"It's not a dog" replied the bartender. "Its a 'woolybugger'."

To which the drunk replied, "Wooleybugger my ASS!!"