Re: Since our pet are special we know where we will be going

["Bill & Patti Oftedal" <boftedal@alaska.net>]

Oh Renee, I love it! that's a good one, thanks.

Patti.
----- Original Message -----
From: <Brooks.Reneej@epamail.epa.gov>
To: <brierpups@fast.cs.utah.edu>
Sent: Wednesday, March 28, 2001 9:52 AM
Subject: Since our pet are special we know where we will be going


> Our friend Steve sent this one to us and we thought you would like it as
> well.  In light of Carols story about Sasha, it seemed appropriate.
Carol,
> I cried when I read that!!
>
> Renee and Leigh
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> 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 his faithful dog had been dead for
> many 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. As he reached the wall, he saw a
> magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made
from
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> pure gold.
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> 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,
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> where are we?" "This is heaven, sir,"    the man answered.
>
> "Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far,"
> the man said. "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, remembering all the years this dog remained
loyal
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> to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had
> been going.
>
> After another long walk he came to a plain 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? We have traveled far." "Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there."
>
> The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate.
> "Come on in and help yourself." "How about my friend here?" the traveler
> gestured to his dog. "There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome
> to share." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an
> old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it.
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> The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, 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.
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> "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked."This is heaven," was
the
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> 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 your name like that?" "No. We're
> just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends
> behind in exchange for material things."
>
> "Author Unknown"
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