The little son of a Baptist minister was in church one morning when he saw for the first time the rite of baptism by immersion. He was greatly interested in it, and the next morning proceeded to baptize his three cats in the bathtub.

The kitten bore it very well, as did the young cat, but the old family cat rebelled. She struggled with him, clawed and tore him, and got away. With considerable effort the young boy caught her again and proceeded with the ceremony.

But the old cat behaved worse than ever - she clawed and spat at him, and scratched the boy's hands and face.

Finally, after barely getting her splattered with water, he dropped her on the floor in disgust and said: "Fine, be a Methodist if you want to!"