Mark Twain once quipped that we should be grateful heaven goes by gift and not merit. If it went
by merit, we would stay out and our dogs would go in.
Dogs impose very little on us. They are devoted, they are loyal and they rarely talk back. However,
they are not perfect. In fact, occasionally they can be a genuine nuisance—particularly if they
bark incessantly. The ones who regularly serenade us, and our neighbors, in the middle of the night
especially are deserving of a place other than heaven. |