a sweet story part 2

so i am on my way out the door...going...wherever...vacation...anyway...i give my dog a kiss good-by and...as i am making my way to the door...god speaks to me and says..."your dog is going to get hit by a car...pray for protection"...so i do...next week i come home and my dogs leg is in a sling...my mother proceeds to tell me that she got directly hit by a car...and that she doesnt have a fucking clue-she left out the word fuck-how she survived...(as a side note...just about every day when i lived in australia...i prayed that my dog would survive long enough for me to see her again...she died a couple of weeks after i returned)...luv stu