As you know, I hate dogs. But I have to tolerate them primarily because "dog" spelled backward is "god," and I think a message is there somewhere for me. Nonetheless, this morning I found a use for dogs, at least for an imaginary one. When a couple of geeky, door-to-door Pentecostal guys rang my doorbell, disturbing my brunch and my beets-and-squash market tv report, I asked them, "Say, do you boys think God will punish me if I unleash my rotweiler on you?" At that point, it made no difference if they answered "yes" or "no."
-Old Gargoyle
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