Tag: Angel Dog

Spokes Dog

After the theft, (and there have been a few more) Zorros Zecurity is receiving a lot of negative comments and critique and Goldie is tired of answering difficult questions. She is hiring a Spokes Dog that will be the public front of the company.

After reviewing many resumes, where Goldie rejected any dog with actual security experience, she settled for a Springer Spaniel named Chat. “Chat has the right look of friendliness, yet a strong appearance, but not too strong, and is young and good looking.”

Chat was sent forward when angry clients arranged a press conference.

“We are so sorry for the extremely rare unfortunate break in security,” said Chat to the crowd. “I assure you that we at Zorro’s Zecurity are doing everything to please the customer and we see your pain.”

“So that means you will reimburse us for goods stolen on your watch,” someone asked?

“Due to privacy laws, I cannot comment on individual cases,” answered Chat. “But again, we are doing our outmost to see if there has been an extremely rare breach of routines, which we very much doubt, but we feel and empathize with your anger. We at Zorro’s Zecurity are always listening. You can absolutely trust the integrity of Zorro’s Zecurity and to show how engaged we are, we have recently changed our logo. Thank you for today!”

“How did I do?” asked Chat. “Excellent,” said Goldie, “it is so important that we appear to care.”

“But how are we going to address the thefts without more patrol staff,” I asked? Goldie stared at me sternly and said:

“Looking good is everything, don’t get complex by doing good which is not important, it is the appearance that counts in business and politics.”

Another staff on the payroll.

Sensitivity Training

After Mjauu Too, the Heavenly Authorities have decided that the dogs need to see the cats as equals. The dogs must undergo sensitivity training toward cats by Dr. Goldie, the licensed therapy dog.

Loba asked Dr. Goldie if it would not be better if a cat did the training, but she said that no dog would listen to a cat, so she will do it. “I had lots of cat friends on Earth,” she said, “we used to play fun chasing games.”

So we had to go to the park and be trained by Dr. Goldie. This is what she said:

“This is a conversation going around all the structures. Identity and anger is on the agenda as an issue of class, spotted and breed. Cats are cats, and dogs are cats, cats are dogs and we are fusing a brighter future for a greener discussion of the spiritual world. Tolerance is a low carbon solution of a less brutal anger management and positive democracy. Impact, is what we are having on the new reality, tearing up institutionalized truths and wind power. My message to you is; make friends with a cat and definitely, stop chasing them.”

It was a powerful meeting, I felt chastised and humbled. But I am so scared of having to make friends with a cat. I am also not sure I understand everything Dr. Goldie said, but I must think positively, Positive Power.

Änglahund (Angel Dog) Song

In her Earth life, old aunt Kara lived in Sweden with Mom. Today she showed us a Swedish song called Änglahund, it means Angel Dog in English! The chorus goes something like this:

Can I take my dog with me to Heaven?

He is good and he’s been a real friend

He is smart and cute, the license is paid

If I can, music man, then I’ll be so glad

We dogs in Heaven really like this song and we are planning to form a rock band and put it on our repertoire. The band will be called Zorro and the Howlers. Lots of dogs wants to be in the band and Uncle Zorro is taking applications now.

Just a thought, I have not actually seen any people in Heaven. Aunt Kara says there is another Heavenly department where dogs and their owners live together!

To answer the question in the song: yes, dogs can go to Doggy Heaven and I am a Doggy Angel.

Änglahund, by Hasse Andersson (loosely translated from Swedish)

(Search youtube for more versions of this wonderful song.)

Verse 1

It was late one night, and we had played at a market

Cold and tired, I stood behind the stage for a while

I heard someone mumble about some worry

there in the grass sat a man and a little dog

Chorus

Hello music man, please answer my question

It is honest and I mean every word

When our Lord puts the flame of life out

and it’s time to leave this Earth

Can I take the dog with me to Heaven

He is good and he’s been a real friend

He is smart and cute, the license is paid

If I can, music man, then I’ll be so glad

Verse 2

I answered simply, what else could I say

Your dog will surely go to Heaven

when it dies

Someone yelled, it was time to leave

When I sat in the car, I thought about

the question again

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3

To him the question was important

An honest answer, he deserved

but who can really answer?

if dead dogs must stay on Earth

Repeat Chorus

Fifi

Dear Diary, today I met Fifi, my Jack Russel Terrier friend from Canada! We had a lot to talk about, we had not seen each other for years because I moved away. I told her about Texas, and she told me news about the neighborhood in Nova Scotia. Who had puppies with who, new dogs on the block, cat fights and dangerous people, especially one she called “Kicker.”

Fifi has become friends with Loba in Doggy Heaven, they both are adventurous and have free spirits. In her Earth life, Fifi used to run away for the whole day. She would ask me to go with her, but I would never leave the yard. I could smell danger everywhere, racoons, deer, porcupines, foxes, even coyotes! You name it, it all passed through our garden. I do not know how Fifi survived in the forest. “I run fast,” she says, “and most wild animals are asleep during the day. A few times I had to fight, but I was never seriously hurt.” Fifi lived to be an old lady, I think she was lucky.

Fifi is nice to me when she is around, which is not often because she and Loba are usually far away hunting. Uncle Zorro says that Jack Russel Terriers and Huskies are the worst sort for roaming. He is glad I am here in Doggy Heaven now to keep him company because he is tired of Loba’s gallivanting. When he is in a good mood, he calls me hijo. It means son in Spanish. I do not know what gallivanting means; it possibly has something to do with cockerel chasing.

All this talking made us very hungry and we had delicious mackerel for dinner in Heaven and so did Mom and Dad on Earth. Bon Appetit! Bon provecho, said Zorro, (it is Spanish for good eating).

Oh boy, this is life! (Or should I say death?).

Scottish after all?

Dear Dairy, I have thought about Uncle Zorro’s Scottish ancestry and how we are related. I am from Nova Scotia, that means New Scotland. I think Dad might have been from Scotland, he had a coffee cup with a sort of crest on. I wonder if Zorro’s ancestors are from New Scotland or Old Scotland? I also wonder if Zorro and Loba are married?