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    Dear God,

    Why do humans smell the 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,
    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'?

    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,
    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,
    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
    Schnauzer across the street.

    Dear God,
    Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

    Dear God,
    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?

    Dear God,
    May I have my testicles back?

    Dear God,
    These are just some of the things I must remember (in order to keep my
    present living arrangements):
    - The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
    - I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm lying under the
    coffee table.
    - I will not roll my toys behind the fridge, behind the sofa or under
    the bed.
    - I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house.
    - I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw
    it up.
    - I will stop trying to find the few remaining pieces of clean carpet
    in the house when I am about to get sick.
    - I will not throw up in the car.
    - 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.
    - I will not eat any more Kleenex or napkins and then redeposit them
    in the backyard after processing.
    - The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.
    - I will not chew my humans' toothbrushes and not tell them.
    - I will not chew crayons or pens, especially not the red ones, or my
    people will think I am hemorrhaging.
    - When in the car, I will not insist on having the window rolled down
    when it's raining outside.
    - We do not have a doorbell....I will not bark each time I hear one on
    television.
    - I will not steal my Mom's underwear and dance all over the back yard
    with them.
    - The sofa is not a face towel; neither are Mom and Dad's laps.
    - 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.
    - I will not roll around in the dirt right after getting a bath.
    - Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is not an acceptable way of
    saying 'hello.'
    - I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt across
    the carpet.
    - The toilet bowl is not a never-ending water supply, and just because
    the water is blue, doesn't mean it's cleaner.
    - I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch
    when company is over.
    - I will remember that suddenly turning around and smelling my rear
    end can quickly clear a room.
    - 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.
    Why is it called tourist season, if we can't shoot at them?

  • #2
    Good Good.
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    • #3
      A classic, but always a fun read.
      “Inside every sane person there’s a madman struggling to get out”
      –The Light Fantastic, Terry Pratchett

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      • #4
        That's a good chuckle...

        ~Sethos
        "...and in the next instant he was one of the deadest men that ever lived." – Mark Twain

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        • #5
          ROTFLMAO!
          According to the latest official figures, 43% of all statistics are totally worthless...

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          • #6
            Fantastic!

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            • #7
              Dear God, If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?
              I like this one especially, hehe.
              Titanium is the new bling!
              (you heard from me first!)

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