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All dogs go to heaven but dogs who can write live forever

I was struggling with how to go with writing my own obituary. When the idea was thrown out, it was at first exciting. Then it felt kinda weird, like the urge to giggle in church. At one point, I was going to just reject the premise and write something hokey that avoided the whole exercise altogether. In the end, I decided that I would play this one straight.

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12 Replies to “All dogs go to heaven but dogs who can write live forever”

  2. Interesting take on our assignment. It reminds me of what Woody Allen said. “I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work; I want to achieve immortality through not dying.”

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  4. I would miss Rufus Dog, he’s a good pup, one of the best, a dog among humans. I think the first lets blog off that I played in, you said you wrote 3000 words and posted 500. Made me feel good. very sensitive… esp for a dog. cindy @urbanverse

  5. Being a cat person myself, I am consoled by the deceased’s kindness towards felines. And fondness is invoked for anyone that can play a banjo that well. Say hello to Lassie and Ol’ Yell’er!

  6. “… He ate ice cream in the snow, he drank coffee in the sun. He told the truth too eagerly to strangers to make friends and lied too easily to friends to make peace. He wore the coat of a warrior and had the eyes of a lover…”

    Wow, that’s the most poetic thing I’ve read today… thanks!

  7. Thank you. It felt a bit weirdly narcissistic at first, but then I pretended to be talking about my dog in the third person.. oddly freeing when you slip into a character a species away 🙂

  8. I often think about living forever, but then I see movies like The Green Mile and think that must be a horribly painful existence to see so many friends grow old and die. I’ll let my words outlive me.

  11. And Cujo! He was a good dog, just got a bit messed up by Mr. King. Cats are entertaining, especially the ones that bark at the door and go on walks with us.

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