Any living thing with the capacity to love has a soul in my opinion.

Glad Holly has been there for you, there's nothing like it when a pet steps in to help you through a terrible situation.

Cat

Woobie wrote on Oct 25^th, 2008 at 10:01am:


Yes Woobs, cats do the same thing.  Alex's Gizmo was always right there with him through a hit, I don't know what I'll do for him this year

My Wiley cat is always there immediately after as well, making sure I'm alright, as is Cisco puppy.

Even Andrea's Gerboa was always there for her when she cried - Fidget knew when things were not as they should be.

An animal loved and cared for will love and care for it's human partner (lets face it, we are not masters....)

Cat

I know our dogs have a great souls.  They are always right by Phil's side with love and kisses when he's having an attack (not that he wants anyone near him).  Even when I'm upset about something their right there.  I love my little babies.

    Of course they do.   The only dog I've ever had,  would NOT leave the room when I was getting hit.   She would lay in a corner watching me the entire time and softly do that whine thing that dogs do when they're stressed or hurting.   Even when someone would come in and try to get her out of the room she wouldn't budge.   

It's almost like she felt she had to protect me.

Funny there have been several threads like this, more often cats but dogs too.

Joe

superhawk2300 wrote on Oct 25^th, 2008 at 8:42am:

Never has a more true statement been said.

I brought Zorro home after we had to put him down because John said he wanted to bury him next to his best buddy Skipper in the morning.  Lily was next to John the entire time and when John had shoveled the last of the dirt, she started barking and howling her eulogy for a couple of minutes, then walked away.

Yes, I believe dogs do have souls.

I have said it before and i am more then happy to say it again:

Pets are a lot smarter then we so called smart people will ever reqognise.Its time we open our eyes for that.

I remember our cat "Ronja"and what she did.
Just before i got hit she came to me and with her nose she pushed and massaged my temple on the side i had my cluster.She kept on doing that until i went for my oxygene and while sucking on the O2 she just sat on the floor or on the bed beside me looking at me,it was just like she said "Svenn i am here looking after you" DAMN i just miss that fure ball

Svenn

Although I've never had a dog of my own, I've had the pleasure to know many great dogs. One of the was Vekku, my uncle's dog.

My parents bought Vekku from their friend and drove the four-hour journey to take Vekku to my uncle's farm. During that hot summer day my parents and Vekku became close friends- in fact, my uncle could always tell when we were coming, because Vekku had his very own bark for us! It didn't matter the slightest, that my parents had about 3 different cars during Vekku's long life, he always knew.

I don't think I've ever met as friendly dog as Vekku. He was a great hunting dog, great farm dog, but still a total pet. He loved kids and adults and was always ready for meeting new people.

The pets I've had have been guinea pigs and those three little creatures have taught be a lot about love, life and myself. And as little as quinea pigs are, they all are huge Personalities. There has never been any doubt in my mind about whether dogs or guinea pigs or pets in general have a soul. They do.

Sanna