For Pet lovers.....

>               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 to 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.
>
>   "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."

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