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 leading 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 o the man. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, 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 water 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.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"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 would leave
their best friends behind."

very cool

I've known that man and his dog.

Oh, Chloe - you are a lucky woman

"smiles"

Scubaldy, I totally LOVE this one. I saw a little plaque that read "Heaven is the place where when you get there, all the dogs you have ever loved will come running up to meet you". Thanks for helping my morning get off to a good start!!

Very cool. Thanks for sharing. I can see Simon posting a plaqued version of this at SAGA.

I too know that man. I see him every Saturday at Petsmart adopting a loving companion. That made me cry.

Amen, to all of you.

So, a dog is mans best friend. Totally accept the concept. Diamonds are a girls best friend. OK.

How about, if the woman proposes to the man, does she give him a dog? Five years later does he go to the woman and express a desire for a bigger dog? Just a thought.

Just to set the record straight, my Pug is a joy. So much so that I also have a spare Pug just in case.