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Puppy Poems: Of Malemutes and Heaven Posted: 29 May 2009 02:00 AM PDT It's been said that most pet people don't want to go to a Heaven without dogs, or cats. I'm one of them. I happened to find this great poem in an old, treasured book of mine, that tells it like it is. A Malemute Dog You can't tell me God would have Heaven So a man couldn't mix with his friends -- That we are doomed to meet disappointment When we come to the place the trail ends. That would be a low-grade sort of Heaven, And I'd never regret a damned sin If I rush up to the gates white and pearly And they don't let my malemute in. For I know it would never be homelike, No matter how golden the strand, If I lose out that pal-loving feeling Of a malemute's nose on my hand. Pat O'Cotter (yes, I know the pic isn't a malemute - which is s'posed to be 'malamute', but it just looks so precious - how could anyone want to go to Heaven, if they couldn't take their dog - or cat?)

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