A ventriliquist cowboy walks into town and sees Indian sitting on his porch.

Cowboy: Hey, cool dog. Mind if I speak to him?
Indian: Dog no talk.
Cowboy: Hey dog, how's it going?
Dog:    Doing alright.
Indian: <extreme look of shock>
Cowboy: Is this your owner? <pointing at Indian>
Dog:    Yep.
Cowboy: How's he treating you?
Dog:    Real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food, and takes me
        to the lake once a week to play.
Indian: <look of disbelief>
Cowboy: Mind if I talk to your horse?
Indian: Horse no talk.
Cowboy: Hey horse, how's it going?
Horse:  Cool.
Indian: <extremer look of shock>
Cowboy: Is this your owner? <pointing at Indian>
Horse:  Yep.
Cowboy: How's he treating you?
Horse:  Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, brushes me down
        often, and keeps me in the barn to protect me from the elements.
Indian: <total look of amazement>
Cowboy: Mind if I talk to your sheep?
Indian: Sheep Lie!