A new convert to Catholicism went to Father Duffy for confession. " Bless me, Father, for I have sinned." " Tell me your transgression, my son," said Father Duffy. " I stole some lumber, Father." " How much lumber did you steal?" asked the priest. " Well, I was able to build my collie a doghouse with it." The priest began to reply, " Well, that doesn't seem so bad--" but the penitent interrupted him. " Father, I also built a garage..." " Well my son," said Father Duffy, " that's a bit more serious." " Father! I have to get this off my chest. I built a doghouse, a four-car garage, and...a five bedroom, three bath house with the lumber I stole!" A look of shock came to Father Duffy's face. " That is most serious indeed, my son! I'm afraid that I'm going to have to have you make a novena!" A perplexed look came over the penitent's face before he responded. " Father, I don't have any idea how to make a novena, but if you've got the blueprints, I've got the lumber!"