You stop smoking pot, wash your face and drink some coffee. You realize that you've been listening to Pink Floyd to the exclusion of all else, including personal hygiene. You decide to take a shower. Unfortunately, you slip in the shower and crack your skull open like an eggshell. You die. You are too stupid to get into Heaven, but St. Peter is feeling charitable that day, and because of your relative harmlessness, he offers you the opportunity to get into Dog Heaven instead. You accept.