My little niece Emily (3) had a pet gerbil, or hamster or something like that.
I should really have more details on these things.
All I know is that it was fluffy and sat around in the cage a lot.
As things go, her little pet passed away.
Was she sad?
No, she said, ‘Fluffy’ (not his or her real name, not to protect the hamster/gerbil, but because I just forget what the name was) would be with Chris.
Now that’s beautiful, cute and sort of funny too.
I can image Chris and Dylan up there working hard and then chatting up some young angels when this gerbil thing just sort of appears. ‘What the whip?’, Chris would say.
And then the head Pet Angel would inform Chris that Emily had made the request.
Chris and his new pet hamster thing.
Do you really have to still clean the cages up in heaven? Are there cages?
Anyhoo Chris, be good to Emily’s pet…I know you will!