My little dog was chewing on somthing out in the back yard.
I went out and saw it was a shingle.
I said, “What are you eating?”
He replied, “Roof”
Realizing my dog had grasped the English language, I asked him, “When will Jesus return?”
He replied, “No one but our Father in heaven knows the date or time, it could happen in the next second or in one thousand years.”
I said to him, “My faith is Christ remains as always. I am ready. Let God’s will be done.”
He said, “Mine too, but can I have another dog cookie for being honest?”
I gave him one.