gness, if they'd gone up the mountain and the weather had turned bad and if god had boomed down from the clouds, then the man would have reluctantly killed and eaten his dog. The dog wouldn't have known what was coming and wouldn't have been aware of the pain it would have caused his master or itself until the knife struck. I know I'm a sanctimonious prig to a lot here, but I don't like cat or dog lovers who are at the same time oblivious to the other animals that we eat. They don't even see the carcasses, just the plastic wraps over the pink stuff within.