I don't remember where I found this story on the internet. I guess I didn't pay attention to the web address when I started searching for parables (mind the fact that I'm an atheist). But even then, I remembered the story well enough to retell it here, and was very moved by it, despite having become very bitter and jaded over the years. I thought it was a beautiful story, and wanted to share it. So, here goes. Hope you enjoy it.
A man dies. His dog is so grief-stricken, that he dies the next day. Their souls meet by the Pearly Gates. Suddenly, the man sees a sign "no dogs allowed beyond this point". He shakes his head, takes his dog by the leash, and keeps on walking. It's a long road, but then he sees another set of Pearly Gates with a security guard standing in front of it.
"Excuse me, sir,...", the man asked the guard.
"My name is Saint Peter.", the guard interrupted him.
"St. Peter, what's behind this gate?"
"That's heaven."
"Can I bring my dog with me."
"You're more than welcome to."
"Wait a minute, I saw another gate earlier just like this one, and it didn't allow dogs."
"That was hell."
The man is speechless, stumbling for words.
"Heaven is only for those who would never betray their friends", St. Peter continued.