If Dogs Wrote Letters To God

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Dear God,

  • Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
  • When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it the same old story?
  • Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We dogs love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the ‘Chrysler Eagle’ the ‘Chrysler Beagle’?
  • If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?
  • We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID’s, electromagnetic energy fields,and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?
  • More meatballs, less spaghetti, please
  • When we get to the Pearly Gates, do we have to shake hands to get in?
  • Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dog:

  • I will not eat the cats’ food before they eat it or after they throw it up
  • I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell
  • I will not munch on “leftovers” in the kitty litter box; although they are tasty, they are not food
  • The diaper pail is not a cookie jar
  • The sofa is not a face towel; neither are Mom and Dad’s laps
  • The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff
  • My head does not belong in the refrigerator
  • I will not bite the officer’s hand when he reaches in for Mom’s driver’s license and registration
  • I will not play tug-of-war with Dad’s underwear when he’s on the toilet
  • Sticking my nose into someone’s crotch is not an acceptable way of saying ‘hello.’
  • I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I’m lying under the coffee table
  • I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house
  • I will not throw up in the car
  • I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt across the carpet
  • I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when company is over
  • The cat is not a squeaky toy; so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it’s usually not a good thing

P.S. God,

May I have my testicles back?

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