Politicamente correcto.

Este cuento lo lei hace ya bastante,y la verdad,para mi que soy bastante desmemoriado,me quedo grabado a fuego.El cuento dice mas o menos asi:
"Un hombre y su perro iban de viaje a una ciudad,no muy lejana,por razones laborales.El hombre nunca se apartaba del que consideraba su mejor amigo,amen de ser el unico animal que tenia para su compañia,ya que no tenia familia.Viajaban por la carretera cuando ocurrio un accidente.El hombre y su mejor amigo no lograron sobrevivir.Se despertaron en un lugar extraño,todo era blanco y el piso parecia estar cubierto de una extraña niebla tambien blanca.Empezaron a caminar por aquel lugar,sin saber a donde ir,sin siquiera saber donde estaban.El hombre comenzó a sentir el rigor de la caminata,y el perro,con su lengua afuera,tambien.Tenian sed y hambre,estaban exahustos y para colmo el paisaje no habia variado,todo parecia igual,como si hubiesen apenas caminado unos cuantos metros.Empero,pasadas unas horas,que al hombre se le antojo como dias(igualmente,se dijo,quien puede saber si en este lugar es de dia o de noche?siempre esta todo igual)vieron un par de columnas y en el medio de ellas,una gran puerta,que brillaba en un tono dorado como el color del mismo oro.Al aproximarse mas,vieron la figura de un hombre joven,con ropas tambien dorada como la puerta,que les hacia señas para que se aproximaran.
-Bienvenido-le dijo,mirando solo al hombre-veo que estais agotado...
-es verdad,señor-dijo el hombre-mi perro y yo llevamos caminando no sé cuanto tiempo...me podria decir donde estamos?
-este es el Cielo,querido amigo-le dijo-detras de esa puerta se encuentra todo lo que siempre añoraste...Quieres entrar?
-seguro-respondio el  hombre-y con el poco resto de fuerza que le quedaba alzo a su perro y se apresto a pasar a traves de la centellante puerta.
-amigo...-le dijo-el cielo es para personas,no para perros...si tu quieres pasar,adelante...pero el animal se queda afuera...
El hombre,entristecido al escuchar aquello,se le nublo la vista,acaricio la cabeza de su perro y un minuto despues,con voz temblorosa pero entendible le dijo:
-esta bien,si el perro no puede entrar...yo tampoco entrare...agradezco la invitacion...seguire mi camino..
-como quiera-le dijo,ya sin tanta amabilidad -si esa es su descision,allá ud.,sepa que dificilmente sobreviva un par de horas mas en ese estado...y todo por un perro...
-sepa,señor,con todo respeto se lo digo,que este perro es la unica familia que tengo...jamas me abandono...siempre estuvo conmigo...en epocas dificiles y faciles...y ud.quiere que yo me separe de el?que entre a una eternidad sabiendo que he abandonado a mi mejor amigo?...simplemente no podria...no,no podria vivir con ese pensamiento...(continúara)

Politically correct.

This story as lei does already enough, and the truth, for me that I'm pretty desmemoriado, I stay etched fire.The story says more or less so:

"A man and his dog were traveling to a city, not far away, for labour reasons."The man never departed from that considered his best friend, love of being the only animal that I had for his company, since he had no family.They were traveling by road when happened an accident.The man and his best friend did not survive.They woke up in a strange place, everything was white and the floor seemed to be covered with a strange mist white also.They began to walk around the place, not knowing where to go, without even knowing where they were.The man began to feel the rigour of the walk, and the dog with its tongue out, also.They had thirst and hunger, were exahustos and to make matters worse the landscape not had varied, all seemed to like, as if they had walked just a few meters.However, past a few hours, that man is you antojo as days(also, he said, who can know if this place is night or day? always like everything) saw a couple of columns and in the middle of thema large door, which was shining in a tone gold as the color of the same gold.Approach more, they saw the figure of a young man, with clothes also Golden as the gateway to them to sign to be approached.

-Bienvenido-told, looking only to the man - I see that you are out of stock...

is true, Mr - man - said my dog and I have been walking do not know how long... I could say where we are?

-This is the sky, dear friend - he said-behind of that door is everything that you always añoraste...Do you want to enter?

-insurance-replied the man - and with the little remainder of force left altzo to his dog and apresto to pass through the gleaming door.

-friend...-told - the sky is for people, not for dogs... If your want to move forward... but the animal is left out...

The man, saddened to hear that, are you nublo view, caress the head of his dog and a minute later, with voice trembling but understandable told:

-Okay, if the dog can not... I also enters... thank you for the invitation... I will continue my path...

- as you want - said you, already without so much kindness - if that's your MU, beyond UD, knows hardly to survive a couple of hours more in that--and all for a dog...

do-know, Lord, with all respect I say this, that this dog is the only family I have... never left me... always was with me... at times difficult and easy... and ud.quiere I me separate of the? that between an eternity to knowing that I have abandoned my best friend?... just not could... not, could not live with this thought...(continúara)