A Man And His Dog Were Walking Along A Road.

The Man Was Enjoying The Scenery, When It Suddenly Occured 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.




" 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 To Up. "




The Man Gestured, And The Gate Began To Open.




" Can My Friend, " Gesturing Toward His Dog, " Come In, Too "

The Traveler 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 Leading Through A Farm Gate That Looked

As If It Had 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 Man; " Do You Have Any Water " ?




" Yeah, Sure There's A Pump Over There, Come On In. "




" How About My Friend Here " ? The Traveler 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 Filed The Water 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.




" What Do You Call This Place " ? The Traveler Asked.




" This Is Heaven, " He Answered.




" Well, That's Confusing, " The Traveler 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 Is Hell " !!!




" Doesn't It Make You Mad For Them To Use Your Name Like That " ??




" No, We're Just Happy That They Screen Out The Folks Who Would Leave

Their Best Friends Behind. "




Sometimes We Wonder Why Friends Keep Forwarding Jokes To Us Without

Writing A Word.

Maybe This Will Explain.




When You Are Very Busy, But Still Want To Keep In Touch, Guess What You Do ?

You Forward Jokes.




When You Have Nothing To Say, But Still Want To Keep Contact,

You Forward Jokes.




When You Have Something To Say, But Don't Know What, And Don't Know How,

You Forward Jokes.




Also To Let You Know That You Are Still Remembered, You Are Still Important, You

Are Still Loved, You Are Stil Cared For, Guess What You Get ?

A Forwarded Joke.




So, Next Time If You Get A Joke, Don't Think That You've Been Sent Just Another

Forwarded Joke, But That You've Been Thought Of Today And Your Friend On The

Other End Of Your Computer Wanted To Send You A SMILE.




You Are All Welcome. . . .At MY WATER BOWL. . . .Anytime. . . .