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| The Cuddly One Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: Milan, Italy 
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				Dog Letters to God
			 
			Dog Letters to God Dear God, How come people love to smell flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another? Where are their priorities? Dear God, When we get to Heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it the same old story? Dear God, Excuse me, but 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! I know every breed cannot have its own model, but it would be easy to rename the Chrysler Eagle the Chrysler Beagle! Dear God, If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog? Dear God, Is it true that in Heaven, dining room tables have on-ramps? Dear God, If we come back as humans, is that good, or bad? Dear God, More meatballs, less spaghetti, please. Dear God, When we get to the Pearly Gates, do we have to shake hands to get in? Dear God, We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent IDs, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand? Dear God, Are there dogs on other planets or are we alone? I have been howling at the moon and stars for a long time, but all I ever hear back is the beagle across the street! Dear God, Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize? Dear God, Is it true that dogs are not allowed in restaurants because we can't make up our minds what NOT to order? Or is it the carpets thing, again? Dear God, May I have my testicles back? 
				__________________ -Isa 911E 3.0 (Tristezza, the Rattus Maximus) and Jimmy the Mini lll Dum vivimus, vivamus! Man braucht nicht reparieren was funktioniert! | ||
|  05-13-2007, 06:26 AM | 
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| The Cuddly One Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: Milan, Italy 
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			I think these two may have been posted before but ........ still funny.Creation of Man  God created the mule, and told him, 'You will be Mule, working constantly from dusk to dawn, carrying heavy loads on your back. You will eat grass and you lack intelligence. You will live for 50 years.' The mule answered: 'To live like this for 50 years is too much. Please, give me no more than 20.' And it was so. Then God created the dog, and told him, 'You will hold vigilance over the dwellings of Man, to whom you will be his greatest companion. You will eat his table scraps and live for 25 years.' And the dog responded, 'Lord, to live 25 years as a dog is too much. Please, no more than 10 years.' And it was so. God then created the monkey, and told him, 'You are Monkey you shall swing from tree to tree, acting like an idiot. You will be funny, and you shall live for 20 years.' And the monkey responded, 'Lord, to live 20 years as the clown of the world is too much. Please, Lord, give me no more than 10 years.' And it was so. Finally, God created Man and told him, 'You are Man, the only rational being that walks the earth. You will use your intelligence to have mastery over the creatures of the world. You will dominate the earth and live for 20 years. And the man responded, 'Lord, to be Man for only 20 years is too little. Please, Lord, give me the 20 years the mule refused, the 15 years the dog refused, and the ten years the monkey rejected.' And it was so. And so God made Man to live 20 years as a man, then marry and live 20 years like a mule working and carrying heavy loads on his back. Then, he is to have children and live 15 years as a dog, guarding his house and eating the leftovers after they empty the pantry; then,in his old age, to live 10 years as a monkey, acting like a clown to amuse his grandchildren." GOD CREATES DOG FOR ADAM & EVE It is reported that the following addition to the Book of Genesis was discovered in the Dead Sea Scrolls. If authentic, it would shed light on the question, "Where do pets come from?" And Adam said, "Lord, when I was in the garden, you walked with me every day. Now I do not see you anymore. I am lonesome here and it is difficult for me to remember how much you love me." And God said, "No problem! I will create a companion for you that will be with you forever and who will be a reflection of my love for you, so that you will know I love you, even when you cannot see me. Regardless of how selfish and childish and unlovable you may be, this new companion will accept you as you are and will love you as I do, in spite of yourself." And God created a new animal to be a companion for Adam. And it was a good animal. And God was pleased. And the new animal was pleased to be with Adam, and he wagged his tail. And Adam said, "But Lord, I have already named all the animals in the Kingdom, and all the good names are taken, and I cannot think of a name for this new animal." And God said, "No problem! Because I have created this new animal to be a reflection of my love for you, his name will be a reflection of my own name, and you will call him DOG." And Dog lived with Adam and was a companion to him and to Eve, and loved them.And Adam was comforted. And God was pleased. And Dog was content and wagged his tail. After a while, it came to pass that Adam's guardian angel came to the Lord and said, "Lord, Adam has become filled with pride. He struts and preens like a peacock and believes he is worthy of adoration. Dog has indeed taught him that he is loved, but no one has taught him humility." And the Lord said, "No problem! I will create for him a companion who will be with him forever and who will see him as he is. The companion will remind him of his limitations, so he will know he is not worthy of adoration." And God created CAT to be a companion for Adam. And Cat would not obey Adam. And when Adam gazed into Cat's eyes, he was reminded that he was not the Supreme Being. And Adam learned humility. And God was pleased. And Adam was greatly improved. And Cat did not care one way or the other. 
				__________________ -Isa 911E 3.0 (Tristezza, the Rattus Maximus) and Jimmy the Mini lll Dum vivimus, vivamus! Man braucht nicht reparieren was funktioniert! | ||
|  05-13-2007, 06:32 AM | 
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| The Cuddly One Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: Milan, Italy 
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			1. On the first day of creation, God created the dog. 2. On the second day, God created man to serve the dog. 3. On the third day, God created all the animals of the earth (especially the horse) to serve as potential food for the dog. 4. On the fourth day, God created honest toil so that man could labor for the good of the dog. 5. On the fifth day, God created the tennis ball so that the dog might or might not retrieve it. 6. On the sixth day, God created veterinary science to keep the dog healthy and the man broke. 7. On the seventh day, God tried to rest.......but He had to walk the dog. 
				__________________ -Isa 911E 3.0 (Tristezza, the Rattus Maximus) and Jimmy the Mini lll Dum vivimus, vivamus! Man braucht nicht reparieren was funktioniert! | ||
|  05-13-2007, 06:36 AM | 
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			"Dear God, Excuse me, but 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! I know every breed cannot have its own model, but it would be easy to rename the Chrysler Eagle the Chrysler Beagle!" In 1926, Willys produced the Whippet. It was eventually the lowest priced car on the US market, (under $500.) Despite the price, it was a dog.  Les 
				__________________ Best Les My train of thought has been replaced by a bumper car. | ||
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			** Excerpts from a Dog's Diary**  8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing! ** Excerpts from a Cat's Diary** Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now. . . . 
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| A Man of Wealth and Taste Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Out there somewhere beyond the doors of perception 
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			Ohhh He11, I had to cut my Dogs Credit Card up one day, it seems like she ordered a Diamond Studded Collar for herself from Tiffanys. I would never have found out if it weren't for the Cat complaining that she wanted one too.
		 
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			After 12 years with that Dog, I finally proved that I am smarter than she is. I give her her Dry Dog food and she sniffs it and walks away. Now I pick up the bowl full of it and prtetend I am eating it. Now when I set it down she can't wait to gobble it all up.
		 
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			I once brought a mOdernist Painting home, set it on the flooring leaning against a Bookcase. The Dog comes runs around the coffee table stops dead in her tracks face to face with the painting. She immediately starts barking at the painting. I then say to her, "Everybody is an art critic" She stops barking goes over to the painting sniffs it and continues on her way.
		 
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