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Do Animals Go To Heaven?

 


I believe the answer to this question is Yes, animals do go to heaven and I believe they are there waiting for us. Here on earth we have these wonderful furry friends in our lives who bring us so much joy and comfort and when we observe them they teach us wonderful lessons in love, loyalty and forgiveness.


This is Maude, she is a guardian angel dog, she makes sure everyone is ok and where they are supposed to be. She is acutely aware of how her humans are doing as well as any other furry creatures that belong to her "pack". Her eyes penetrate your soul when she looks at you and you can almost feel the question, "how are you really?"


When Paulie the companion of Laurie's mom, Barbara, dug her way out of the backyard and escaped into the wild world of the suburban expanse, Maude was on the case. She led the wandering and very frightened girl safely back. Barbara had been taken to the hospital and Paulie found herself in unfamiliar territory. Here she is safe from the great adventure. She has since gone on to heaven where of course I believe she is waiting for her beloved human to join her.


Another fellow member of this pack is Moses, he is a tiny bundle of preciousness and if he gives you the pleasure of sleeping on your lap you can feel your blood pressure lower and peace begin to permeate your heart and soul.


One day Moses escaped out of an open door and began to run down the street, if you've ever witnessed the sight of a dog the size of your fist running down the street you will know the horror. Maude sprung into action, she called the errant dog back and when he returned she herded him back inside to his bed and paced back and forth to keep him there until her humans came back. What a girl!


We've had many of these special hero's in our lives, a boxer named Scout, a big fluffy cat named Scat, Bing had a dog named Fritz who used to pull his little brothers out of the river by their pants if they got too far out. Yes, I believe they wait for us and I'm going to stick with that thought.

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