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    I am sitting here a little bit restless because I am usually running at work and tonight I am sitting still. While playing online I found one of my favorite little essays about womans best friend and thought I would share. I don't know who wrote it but here it is:

    [FONT=arial,helvetica,geneva]Dog Heaven[/FONT]
    A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.
    After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like Mother of Pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.
    He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
    "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.
    "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.
    "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
    The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
    "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
    "I'm sorry sir, but we don't accept pets."
    The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
    "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"
    "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."
    "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.
    "There should be a bowl by the pump."
    They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, and then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
    "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
    "This is Heaven," was the answer.
    "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."
    "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."
    "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use heaven's name like that?"
    "No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."

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    That's nice! When I get a moment I will add it to the Quiet Corner poems and stories. I'm sure most of us feel that way!
    Karlin
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    Oh....I loved that!!!
    Cathy
    Loving mom to Jake, Shelby and Micah

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    aw, so sweet

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