Shoe by Gary Brookins and Susie MacNelly for December 27, 2016

You think.

I want to go to Heaven!

Jonathon, you’ll get a chuckle from today’s Pooch Cafe strip.

Where is heaven? Is it very far?

I would like to know if it’s beyond the brightest star

Where is heaven? Will you show the way?

I would like to learn and grow and go there some day

I’ve a feeling that it’s not so far

When you’re with the ones you love, it’s right where you are.

(Janice Kapp Perry)

So very sure about that, are you?

I thought heaven was Starbucks?

Who decided how God was supposed to act? Get on your knees and worship me or I’ll scorch your buns! That sounds more like an egotistical twit than a superior being.

Just out of curiosity, how long were you dead? Or do you just have faith in some people who told you that?

Maybe people get whatever they believe in for the afterlife. For instance, hell for me would be a smoky redneck bar with Budmiller Lite and no craft beer, which would be heaven for the rednecks.

Sure, Just Not Right Now!!

I want to go where all dogs go ,whether it’s heaven or hell ,I don’t care !

Bless you, my son!

You’re gonna need it…

In Heaven:

The cooks are French,

The policemen are English,

The mechanics are German,

The lovers are Italian,

The bankers are Swiss.

In Hell:

The cooks are English,

The policemen are German,

The mechanics are French,

The lovers are Swiss,

The bankers are Italian.

We’re all just a link in the chain, we live on through our kids, grand kids, ggkids etc, so do a good job raising them.