This was just sent to me. Hope some of you enjoy it, too.



On the first day, God created the dog and said:

'Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of 30 years.'

The dog said: 'That's a long time to be barking. How about only 10 years and I'll give you back the other 20?'

So God agreed.

On the second day, God created the monkey and said:

'Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a 20 year life span.'

The monkey said: 'Monkey tricks for 20 years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back 10 like the Dog did?'

And God agreed.

On the third day, God created the cow and said:

'You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to suppor t the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of 60 years.'

The cow said: 'That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for 60 years. How about 20 and I'll give back the other 40?'

And God agreed again.

On the fourth day, God created man and said:

'Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you 20 years.'

But man said: 'Only 20 years? Could you possibly give me my 20, the 40 the cow gave back, the 10 the monkey gave back, and the 20
the dog gave back; that makes 90, okay?'

'Okay,' said God, 'You asked for it.'

So that is why for our first 20 years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy ourselves. For the next 40 years we slave in the sun to support our family. For the next 10 years we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren. And for the last 20 years we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.

Life has now been explained to you.



Joyce

I had no idea how this was going to end.

Guess I'm fluctuating between the 10 and the last 20 years. Mostly the last 20.

I wish I was still enjoying my first 20 years. They went by to quick.

Here's the problem with this Joyce. I have only lived 53 years and I want to sit on the porch and bark at everyone. Why can't I do that for the next 30 years? (stomping my feet)

Lori,

You can. According to the e-mail, just make a deal with God to rearrange your years. It's as simple as that!

As for me, I don't want to bark at people (other than the Wal-Mart greeters who don't give me the proper greeting at 4:00 in the morning!) from the front porch, I just don't want them walking in front of my house unless I give them the okay!

One thing about partying hard during the first two stages, when someone comes up to you and says "remember when we...," you can feign a nice surprise if it's good and if it's not so good, just walk away muttering to yourself "can you believe that fool said THAT to me..." Then do a monkey trick!

Joyce