cheryl
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i thought this was a lovely story,it came from the House Rabbit Society Of Australia...
Heaven Knows
A man and his rabbit were walking along a road. The man was enjoyingthe scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. Heremembered dying, and that the rabbit had crossed over the RainbowBridge years ago. He wondered where the road was leading them. After awhile, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of theroad. It looked like fine marble.
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed inthe sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gatein the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that ledto the gate looked like pure gold. He and his rabbit walked toward thegate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When hewas close enough, he called out. "Excuse me, where are we?" "This isheaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have somewater?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll havesome ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate beganto open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his rabbit, "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.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he cameto a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it hadnever been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, hesaw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuseme!" 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 beseen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?"the traveler gestured to the rabbit. "There should be a bowl by thepump" the man answered.
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashionedhand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and tooka long drink himself, then he gave some to his rabbit.
When they were full, he and the rabbit walked back toward the man whowas standing by the tree waiting for them. "What do you call thisplace?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well,that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said thatwas heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street andpearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No"said the man. "I can see how you might think so, but we're just happythat they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
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cheryl
Heaven Knows
A man and his rabbit were walking along a road. The man was enjoyingthe scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. Heremembered dying, and that the rabbit had crossed over the RainbowBridge years ago. He wondered where the road was leading them. After awhile, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of theroad. It looked like fine marble.
At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed inthe sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gatein the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that ledto the gate looked like pure gold. He and his rabbit walked toward thegate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When hewas close enough, he called out. "Excuse me, where are we?" "This isheaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have somewater?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll havesome ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate beganto open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his rabbit, "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.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he cameto a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it hadnever been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, hesaw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuseme!" 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 beseen from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?"the traveler gestured to the rabbit. "There should be a bowl by thepump" the man answered.
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashionedhand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and tooka long drink himself, then he gave some to his rabbit.
When they were full, he and the rabbit walked back toward the man whowas standing by the tree waiting for them. "What do you call thisplace?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well,that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said thatwas heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street andpearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No"said the man. "I can see how you might think so, but we're just happythat they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."
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cheryl
