Another net dredge

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A man and a woman and their cats and dogs were walking along a road.

They were enjoying the scenery when it suddenly occurred to them that they were dead. They remembered dying and that the cats and dogs had been dead for years. They wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a tall, white marble wall running along the road. They followed it and at the top of a hill saw that the wall was broken by a stately arch that stood glowing in the sun. The arch's magnificent gate was made of pure mother of pearl.

The couple and the pets walked toward the gate on a golden road. As they got closer, they saw a robed official at a desk to one side.

The man called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven," the official answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the woman asked.

"Of course, ma'am. Come in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The official snapped his fingers, and the magnificent gate began to open.

"Can our friends come, too?" the travelers asked, motioning to their cats and dogs.

"No, we don't accept pets."

The man and woman thought for a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued on their way.

After a long walk, they came to a dirt path, bordered on each side by a row of pine trees. They took the path and soon saw a farmer leaning against a tree, reading a book.

"Excuse me!" the traveler called to the farmer. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump right over there—help yourselves."

"How about our friends here?" the travelers asked, gesturing to the cats and dogs.

"Sure, there's a bowl by the pump." They went where the farmer pointed and soon found an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The travelers filled the bowl, gave some to their cats and dogs, and then had a drink themselves.

When they were finished, they walked back toward the farmer who was standing by the tree waiting for them.

"What do you call this place?" the travelers asked.

"This is Heaven," said the farmer.

"Well, that's confusing," the travelers said. "We met an official at a place down the road who said that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the marble wall and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."