All Dogs Go to Heaven
I constantly struggle with this concept of eternity. Why am I wasting so much time being good (other than the immediate gratification that Beggin Strips provides), if I get to go to heaven anyway?! Perhaps I am missing the fine print. What if all dogs don’t go to heaven?! Is there a puppy purgatory?! Are bad dogs sent back to earth to serve a 7 life prison sentence as a cat…
Perhaps I am being too philosophical about all this, but I like the idea that when I finally chew my last bone it will only lead me to a place that has an endless supply of rawhide. With no way of knowing I guess the only thing I can do is make the best of my time here on earth and wag my tail to the fullest.
Speaking of waggin’ the ‘ol tail… not to toot my own horn or anything, but please take note that I have a few new pictures to share with you. I would like to personally thank and lick my good friend Ariane for snapping these photos and emailing them to me.
As I continue to post more photos I realized that most of these are just glamour shots of me. That being said, I would like to start getting some group photos up here… that means that when I see you guys, whether it’s at my house or around town, we need to get a photo together so I can put it on the website and save it in my Book of Scraps. I know you humans call it a scrapbook but I’m a dog… I save scraps… hence, it’s a book of scraps. Table scraps… now those are my favorite. If you could, bring me some of those when you come over. We’ll snap some photos and take our pictures, too! It’ll be a great time! Rub my belly, leave me some comments…



