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That is so weird. :ehh:In our country there are no pet cemeteries, so burial is not an option since it is illegal to bury them outside of a cemetery…
That is so weird. :ehh:In our country there are no pet cemeteries, so burial is not an option since it is illegal to bury them outside of a cemetery…
Yes,Pets have a very pure love and loyalty. They can be a good example of loving for the sake of loving. Our love for our pets is also a very pure and wonderful love. God surely loves them deeply and I feel certain that God has a special plan for pets. I really don’t see how he would create something that pure and wonderful for us and then completely extinguish it. It seems as if completely extinguishing it would be the opposite of what God does, which is to perpetuate love.
No, just representative of a backwards and cold society.That is so weird. :ehh:
I wish I could remember where I had read it, and who it was who I was reading, but it was a theological speculation that domesticated animals, by virtue of being “subject” to the person are able to share in the soul/immortality (whereas, if they revert to a more “wild beast” behavior, they lose that soul). I am summarizing, probably not all that well, but it’s been about 25 years since I had read this particular article.Pets have a very pure love and loyalty. They can be a good example of loving for the sake of loving. Our love for our pets is also a very pure and wonderful love. God surely loves them deeply and I feel certain that God has a special plan for pets. I really don’t see how he would create something that pure and wonderful for us and then completely extinguish it. It seems as if completely extinguishing it would be the opposite of what God does, which is to perpetuate love.
I’m happy you had each other. It’s stories like yours that soothe the heartache I feel when I see abandoned and abused animals.I had a cat who I adopted when I was 8 or 9 as a terrified and, I suspect, formerly feral scrap of kitten. Eventually, she learned to trust me, and we bonded more than I’ve bonded with any animal since. In fact, she accompanied me on a cross-country move, would sleep on me or cuddled up against me every night, and generally lived a very happy and content 15 years.
When she died, I was completely heartbroken. I’d lived a really tough life: my parents were very abusive, and I was on my own from the time I was 18. I put myself through school by working three jobs at once. Coming home to someone who cared about me meant that I could keep going. There were weeks when I’d make myself bean soup or something similarly cheap and eat that for two meals a day all week in order to afford cat food…and I never questioned that for a moment because she was worth it.
She died two years ago, and I still miss her. I’m tearing up just writing this post.
It’s probably very sentimental of me, but I like to think that she didn’t go until she did for a reason. Three months before she died, I met my now-DH. I guess she knew she was leaving me in good “paws,” and that he’d take care of me.
Thanks for your kind words. She was a really special cat. Honestly, I adopted her because I was pretty sure no one else would. When I got her, she hated and feared all humans, and if you picked her up and she couldn’t escape, she’d sit there trembling and miserable until you let her go, but I couldn’t walk out of the shelter and leave her to be put down. One of the best decisions I ever made, let me tell you.I’m happy you had each other. It’s stories like yours that soothe the heartache I feel when I see abandoned and abused animals.
I’m happy you had each other. It’s stories like yours that soothe the heartache I feel when I see abandoned and abused animals.
I understand how you feel. You did a wonderful deed in adopting her.I had a cat who I adopted when I was 8 or 9 as a terrified and, I suspect, formerly feral scrap of kitten. Eventually, she learned to trust me, and we bonded more than I’ve bonded with any animal since. In fact, she accompanied me on a cross-country move, would sleep on me or cuddled up against me every night, and generally lived a very happy and content 15 years.
When she died, I was completely heartbroken. I’d lived a really tough life: my parents were very abusive, and I was on my own from the time I was 18. I put myself through school by working three jobs at once. Coming home to someone who cared about me meant that I could keep going. There were weeks when I’d make myself bean soup or something similarly cheap and eat that for two meals a day all week in order to afford cat food…and I never questioned that for a moment because she was worth it.
She died two years ago, and I still miss her. I’m tearing up just writing this post.
It’s probably very sentimental of me, but I like to think that she didn’t go until she did for a reason. Three months before she died, I met my now-DH. I guess she knew she was leaving me in good “paws,” and that he’d take care of me.
Pets bring much joy to our lives, and thus are part of God’s glorious creation made for our benefit. We have a right to mourn any loss of good in this sad world. I personally cannot comprehend the nature of Heaven but have a childish hope that my dog Marsha will be part of it. Silly, given the teachings you have wisely stated supported by such greats as Aquinas; however we are told to be like little children in our faith in a surprisingly loving God.Animals have material souls, when they’re dead, they’re dead.
Croatia, Balkans.Thanks for the post below…but can you tell us which country you are referring to when ou say that “in our country there are no pet cemeteries?” I have visited pet cemeteries old and new in France, Brazil, and Japan ( a Buddhist pet cemetery), so am interested to know which country has none at all…thanks!
I had a border collie, named Spot. He was easily the smartest dog I ever had, understood words, and clearly he lived by a sort of “code of behavior”. When sick, for example, he refused to throw-up in the house, and when he got stomach cancer was highly embarrassed on the few occasions when he couldn’t make it outside.I have a pet peeve about this topic.
People tend to become attached to their cute pets. But as an animal, fluffy is no different than the poisonous viper, the carcus eating vulture, the man eating great white shark, etc etc. All without souls.
No one really knows what Heaven will be like. But when people are suffering the loss of a beloved pet, showing them grace and kindness is definitely how Jesus would want us to treat them. Not argue the theology of the whereabouts of their precious companions souls. God knows all. He created our little cats, dogs, hamsters etc. to comfort us during our time on earth. Either as companions, service animals for handicapped or to protect us from people who wish us harm.Catholicism doesn’t believe in Heaven being “Earth, but better”.
Beatific visionNo one really knows what Heaven will be like. But when people are suffering the loss of a beloved pet, showing them grace and kindness is definitely how Jesus would want us to treat them. Not argue the theology of the whereabouts of their precious companions souls. God knows all. He created our little cats, dogs, hamsters etc. to comfort us during our time on earth. Either as companions, service animals for handicapped or to protect us from people who wish us harm.
It brings us comfort to imagine that our dear little furry friends will someday be with us in heaven. The Bible doesn’t say definitively so err on the side of kindness when dealing with people who love animals and are experiencing loss of a friend.