There was once a veterinarian who loved to hack gene sequences. One
day he successfully grafted pieces of cantaloupe DNA to the DNA of a dog
zygote.

The engineered zygote soon developed into a little puppy. The result was
far less dramatic than one might expect. The animal was recognizably
canine, if tiny and roly poly. Its fur had an overall orange tint. The vet
raised the puppy to adulthood and all was generally fine, though the
animal was rather small and rotund. The veterinarian noticed that his dog
was becoming lethargic and increasingly morose. Being concerned with the
animal's overall health and mental well-being, the vet tried many things
to cure his dog's apparent depression. After all, he felt guilty that its
rowing languishment could be the direct result of his genetic
experimentation. He tried altering the animal's diet, its exercise, and
its play, but nothing seemed to help.

Finally he took the dog to an animal psychiatrist. The vet sat in the
waiting room while the orange tinted dog was in with the animal counselor.

Finally the door opened, and the veterinarian rose to his feet. The
psychiatrist came out with the dog. "Tell me, Doctor. What's wrong?

Is my dog going to be okay?"

"Don't worry, Doctor. He'll be fine. He's just a little melon collie."