Wednesday, 11 January 2017

Heaven Going to the Dogs?




What are your thoughts on the afterlife? Is your life but a mere horror-d'oeuvre before the luxurious all-inclusive meal? Is Heaven eagerly awaiting your arrival (but not too soon I hope)?

I think if there's an afterlife for peeps, there must be one for dogs. You can't tell me that Heaven let's me in (have you seen my morning face?) but doesn't roll out the cloud for the likes of Newman's cutes.

No dog owner on earth believes in Heaven, but simultaneously believes their dog won't be patiently waiting for them.

That would constitute dognitive dissonance.

But hang on a dog-tootin' moment. If dogs are in Heaven, there's dog poop all over Heaven. Alive, Newman can't use a toilet, and I don't see that changing in Heaven, where everything is about relaxing and floating around, not learning new skills.

The Holy Bible is mute on all this, as far as I can make it out. Don't quote me, as the last time I read The Holy Bible I was vacationing on the holodeck with Tasha Yar after inhaling jugs of Jig-A-Loo used for a BBQ cleaning.

If Heaven is covered in dog poop, that ain't Heaven. That's my backyard. My backyard ain't Heaven.

Therefore, there's no Heaven and no afterlife for anyone.

Now get back to life. Your dog is hungry.