One day little Tommy's dog was hit by a car and killed, so his mum and dad tried to console him the best they could.
"You know, Tommy," said his dad, "It wasn't your fault that your pet dog died. It was just fate.
"Tommy was taking no notice and went to his room crying.
Later Tommy's dad went upstairs, sat down on the bed next to him and said, "Don't worry about your dog, Tommy, it is probably up in heaven with God, happy and enjoying himself, so you don't have to feel so sad anymore.
"Tommy turned to his father and said, "What the fuck would God want with a dead dog?"