A man lay on his death bed waiting for his final moment when suddenly he became aware of a wonderful smell wafting up from the kitchen. Could it be? He thought. Could it be that his loving wife is making his favorite chocolate chip cookie as his parting gift? Somehow he found the energy to make it downstairs. At the kitchen door he saw chocolate chip cookies everywhere--on the table, on the stove, on the counter and more baking in the oven. He was so overwhelmed with joy and gratitude to his darling wife that he fell to his knees and had to crawl to the table. With what seemed like his last gasp he reached up and his gnarled fingers curled around one of the precious chocolate chip cookies. Just then a spatula came down on his hand Wife: Paws off! Those are for the funeral.