Open Letter to My Dog:

Best Friends

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.  He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveller asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets." The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."  "How about my friend here?" the traveller gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveller said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell".

Cross-breeds
Crossing purebred dogs can lead to some interesting new breeds. Check out these new dogs:
	A Pointer and a Setter = a Pointsetter - at his best at Christmas time.
	A Collie and a Malamute = a Commute - the dog who loves to ride in the car.
	A Collie and a Lhasa Apso = Collapso - a dog that folds up for easy transport.
	A Deerhound and a Terrier = a Derriere - a dog that's true to the end.
	A Spitz and a Chow Chow = Spitz-Chow - a dog that throws up a lot.
	A Bloodhound and a Borzoi = Bloody Bore - a dog that's not much fun.
	A Bloodhound and a Labrador = Blabador - a dog that barks incessantly.
	A Pekingese and a Lhasa Apso = Peekasso - an abstract dog.
	An Irish Water Spaniel and an English Springer Spaniel = Irish Springer - a dog fresh and clean as a whistle.
	A Newfoundland and a Basset Hound = Newfound Asset Hound - a dog for financial advisors.
	A Terrier and a Bulldog = Terribull - a dog that makes awful mistakes.
	A Kerry Blue Terrier and a Skye Terrier = Blue Skye - a dog for visionaries.
	A Great Pyrenees and a Dachshund = Pyradachs - a puzzling breed.
	A Labrador Retriever and a Curly Coated Retriever = Lab Coat Retriever - the choice of research scientists.
	A Malamute and a Pointer = Moot Point - owned by....oh well, it doesn't matter anyway.