German Shepherds

I had some stuff to burn,
Some leaves and trees and wood,
Which required me to visit,
People in our neighbourhood.
This was a friendly thing to do,
I'm like that you know,
So, if people suffered from asthma,
Somewhere else they could go.
The first neighbour had a dog,
A German Shepherd type,
They are a friendly sort,
Don't believe the hype.
The second neighbour had a pet,
No surprise to you,
As I arrived I was greeted,
By a German Shepherd too.
The third neighbour was a surprise,
As dusk gave way to night,
I arrived at their front door,
Not a German Shepherd was in sight.
I said, "This is the first home,
And neighbour that I've met,
Where a German Shepherd hasn't lived,
The attraction I don't get."
And as we stood at the door,
A woman came driving sheep,
She penned them up with great ease,
To allow them to go to sleep.
The man just grinned at me,
The joke the best of his life,
"Meet our own German Shepherd,
She's Eva, my lovely wife."

I have two great, big piles of old trees to burn off. To do this, I have to get the permission of our neighbours, fill in a form, get the Fire Department out to have a look at it, then I can burn it. The first two places I visited had German Shepherds. I got to thinking how the third one, which didn't have a dog, could still have one. Then, when I commented on it to the person, there could be an interesting moment of embarrassment.