When I was in second grade at a Catholic elementary school, our pointer died. My brother and I were heartbroken. One of our nuns was teaching us about Heaven and I asked if my dog was there and she said no, that animals couldn't go to heaven, only very good people. She wasn't pleased when my response was that, in that case, I didn't want to go to Heaven. After explaining to me that I would be with Jesus in Heaven and that would be better, I held my ground (timidly) and said that I'd rather be with my dog. Frustrated, she sent me to the principal's office for appropriate action to be taken. Luckily for me, he was a gentle, older priest who assured me that Jesus loves all His animals and yes, they are all there in Heaven with Him, including my dog. What a relief! Wouldn't you think that any adult would have told me that instead of what the nun did? I don't question her intentions but her judgment seems a little skewed.
Years later, I came across quotes from both Mark Twain and Will Rogers, who, many years before I did, said basically the same thing.
"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." – Will Rogers
“Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.”― Mark Twain
“The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven not man’s.” – Mark Twain
I hope your grief passes as quickly as possible.
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