Emily Dickinson wrote of her beloved dog Carlo- " I believe that the first to come and greet me when I go to heaven will be this dear, faithful, old friend Carlo." I follow by saying if dogs like Carlo-and my Moses, do not go to heaven-send me elsewhere.
early on in this endeavor I wrote: Dog's provide a most sacred companionship to humans- asking no questions, making no reproaches. Telling no secrets. All reasons for our great love affair with dogs- or better yet, maybe it is that one and only special dog that finds us, who understands us, and accepts us and our burdens as their own. Wills was that dog for my brother.
I wrote of the many dogs in my life & there was 1 particularly that I called Pretty Boy and it was Wills- in truth, he was beautiful.
" you think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us."
R. L. Stevenson
With WILLS' loss, an era ends, there will be more years, and more dogs, but never another like him.
Everything changes, Nothing is lost. Ovid