DOG is GOD Spelled Backward

I came home from one of my nights out feeling slighted, rejected and somewhat shattered. As I pulled into my carport, I was greeted by my neighbor's dog. He's getting old now, and has a hard time walking. But as soon as he sees me, he always heads straight for me, wanting to come into my house or my car, and always appreciates being loved on and petted.

Then I remembered something someone once pointed out: DOG is GOD spelled backward. As I thought about it, that's not all that far off base. Dogs (or at least the ones I've known) aren't fickle; they don't love you one moment and move on to someone different the next. They love unconditionally, no matter who you are, how unattractive you may look in the morning or how badly you've messed up.

God loves us that way, too. It seems like dogs, and perhaps some of our other pets, do a better job sometimes representing Him in the world than we humans do. And we're supposed to be the intelligent ones.

Could the answer for humanity and how we should treat one another lie in our pets? Should I just get a dog? I'm just asking...