A bright day awakens me this second day in September. I turn off the cassock filter, lower the bed, turn off the portable AC and plod into the bathroom for the morning ritual. It was empty, and I knew it would be. Annie always waited in there for her morning breakfast and would greet me as I came in to share her space with her. But I had steeled myself and knew she would not be there this morning. Still, the daylight was a bit bleaker, and I paused to let the moment wash over me.
And such is life. As it is for the pets I have loved, so it is with us humans. Dogs don’t sit around like I do and muse over the fate of their kind. Each day is each day, and unlike me, they greet the day as it comes. They don’t tick off the days as they pass. Some of the Holy writs mention that the animals know God, and they thank him for every act of kindness. Even in the meanest of circumstances, they never complain to God that life is unfair.
Do pets go to heaven? Frankly, I don’t know. The writs are silent on that point, but I have my doubts that they do. We have them while we have them, and when they are gone, they are gone. And Heaven mourns their passing just as we do.
Mankind suffered the same fate as animals after Adam’s poor choice. And I believe that is why God clothed Adam and Eve in animal skins. Adam became equal to the creatures he once ruled over. To the animals, Adam was the same as God. They didn’t know the difference between Adam and God when they looked upon Adam. But now Adam was like them, and they didn’t see God when they looked at him. He was just another animal to be feared. Man’s life was transferred to blood, and blood returned to the ground. And so did man, just as the animals.
But there is a deep and arcane mystery in all that, and it is a musing for another time.