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John_Lazarus
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With regard to the thread title, I can just imagine the scene in heaven…
God: Who will intercede here for their owners?
Dog: ohmygosh yes yes my master was so wonderful he fed me and gave me goodies and i love him so much and he was so wonderful and tummy rubs yes ohmygosh and chew up his slippers i was so bad but he was so good squeeeee!
God: OK, thanks. [ticks off name on clipboard]. How about you?
Goldfish: Oh, hey, hi there!
God: Hi. What about you?
Goldfish: Oh, I’m great! Fantastic! You?
God: Um, great, thanks. But I mean to say, are going to intercede for your owner?
Goldfish: My what?
God: Your owner. The woman who fed you and kept your water clean.
Goldfish: [squints and furrows – very impressive for a creature without eyelids or brows] My…owner…Hmmm…[gazes off into distance]
God: [after a pause] …Well?
Goldfish: [looks up] Oh, hey, hi there!
God: [sighs] I’ll get back to you. How about you? Your owner?
Cat: [stretches luxuriously] …Um, who, again?
God: Your owner. Joe Bleau, 56 Windy Poplars, Lincoln, NE?
Cat: [grooming, pauses, resumes grooming] Not ringing a bell.
God: Your human. Comforted you, petted you, played with you, loved you, fed you…
Cat: Oh, can-opener-guy. … What about him?
God: Are you going to intercede for him?
Cat: Um, why?
God: So he can get out of Purgatory early and be with you here in heaven.
Cat: Hmmm. [considers] Can I have my rubber mouse instead?
God: Who will intercede here for their owners?
Dog: ohmygosh yes yes my master was so wonderful he fed me and gave me goodies and i love him so much and he was so wonderful and tummy rubs yes ohmygosh and chew up his slippers i was so bad but he was so good squeeeee!
God: OK, thanks. [ticks off name on clipboard]. How about you?
Goldfish: Oh, hey, hi there!
God: Hi. What about you?
Goldfish: Oh, I’m great! Fantastic! You?
God: Um, great, thanks. But I mean to say, are going to intercede for your owner?
Goldfish: My what?
God: Your owner. The woman who fed you and kept your water clean.
Goldfish: [squints and furrows – very impressive for a creature without eyelids or brows] My…owner…Hmmm…[gazes off into distance]
God: [after a pause] …Well?
Goldfish: [looks up] Oh, hey, hi there!
God: [sighs] I’ll get back to you. How about you? Your owner?
Cat: [stretches luxuriously] …Um, who, again?
God: Your owner. Joe Bleau, 56 Windy Poplars, Lincoln, NE?
Cat: [grooming, pauses, resumes grooming] Not ringing a bell.
God: Your human. Comforted you, petted you, played with you, loved you, fed you…
Cat: Oh, can-opener-guy. … What about him?
God: Are you going to intercede for him?
Cat: Um, why?
God: So he can get out of Purgatory early and be with you here in heaven.
Cat: Hmmm. [considers] Can I have my rubber mouse instead?