On one occasion, a certain man had less than three months to live. He was scared of death and confessed his fears to the physician. “What will it be like after I die, doc?” he said. “Will I be alright? What awaits me?” The doctor stopped scribbling on his pad and put down the pen. He got up, opened the door and looked at his dog. The dog wagged his tail, and as much excitedly as triumphantly leaped towards him.
