Few know how the love story of Vegas and I started. I had made contact with the people who had an older dog who needed a home. Vegas was a show dog that didn't show well and her value and worth were in question to the people who owned her. That's another story for another day. My heart said yes but head was pulling me back (not standard behavior for me). I was visiting my Aunt and Uncle at the time and when Uncle Roger dropped me off at the airport, as he walked away he yelled back at me, "GO GET VEGAS!". And the rest is history.
Uncle Roger & Aunt Dania belong to Polar, Sam (dogs)and Patrick (cat). The animals wrote today (from London with a funny accent) to Vegas & Molly. It's too beautiful not to share:
Long, long ago, God created humans. Soon thereafter an incident occurred in the Garden of Eden involving snakes and apples or some such things, and God then needed a new plan. Thus, He created Heaven and Hell. He knew that humans, having been made so smart, would soon kill each other until none were left. God then sent the message that good people would go to Heaven and bad people would go to Hell. This, He believed, would cause humans to behave as He wanted them to behave because the choice between eternal reward and eternal punishment is, well, no choice at all.
As it turned out, most humans--most, but not all--got the message. Problem was, when the Hour of Judgment arrived, all humans claimed that they were worthy of Heaven. At first, it was possible for the angels to listen to all the pleas, arguments, and explanations of humans seeking admission to Heaven, each claiming to be repentant and each professing to have done the best they could. Eventually, however, the sheer number of humans to be judged exceeded the capacity of all the angels in Heaven.
So God came up with another good idea. (He is full of good ideas). He decided that people would be judged by the animals they knew during their time on Earth. It was a brilliant idea, really. The animals knew the true soul of the humans they lived with or they encountered, and the animals could not be influenced by humans’ use of words to rationalize, self-promote, and distort past events. It soon became obvious that animals were the perfect judges of humans.
And so it is in Heaven today.
Once upon a time I found a dog, a dog without a person, and I whispered in her ear, "You rescue me and I will rescue you." She did. Over and over. This is our story.
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Fun story Missy!!! :)
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