“Hi. I’m
Patrick.”
Silence.
“Hello? Can
you hear me?”
Silence.
“Oh. That’s
right. I forgot, again,” Patrick said.
Patrick shook
his whole body and with a wildly wagging tail transformed himself from a white
and gold cocker spaniel into a majestic angel in the midst of thousands of
barking dogs, the sound thundering on the heavenly meadow. At exactly 3:00, the
pack of dogs quieted and sat at attention before the Pearly Gates waiting for
today’s arrivals.
Saint Peter
stood at the Pearly Gates holding the Book of Life. He watched the pack of dogs
patiently waiting and spotted Patrick in their midst. Shaking his head at the
young angel he beckoned Patrick to join him at the Gates.
Patrick
vanished from the pack and appeared next to Saint Peter, solemnly bowing his
head.
“Playing with
the dogs again Patrick?” Saint Peter teased, an amused smile on his face.
“Yes sir. I
enjoy running with the dogs. They are so joyful and at peace.
