This is really long, but in typing it, I feel the message was only conveyed in the entire text from this scene.
This is an excerpt from James Herriots Dog Stories
Chapter 8
The Card Over The Bed
Then the head on the pillow turned to me again. I have only one fear. Her expression changed with startling suddenness as if a mask had dropped. The brave face was almost unrecognisable. A kind of terror flickered in her eyes and she quickly grasped my hand.
Its my dogs and cats, Mr. Herriot. Im afraid I might never see them when Im gone and it worries me so. You see, I know Ill be reunited with my parents and my brothers, but but
Well, why not with your animals?
Thats just it. She rocked her head on the pillow and for the first time I saw tears on her cheeks. They say animals have no souls.
Who says?
Oh, Ive read it and I know a lot of religious people believe it.
Well, I dont believe it. I patted the hand which still grasped mine. If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. Youve nothing to worry about there.
Oh I hope youre right. Sometimes I lie at night thinking about it.
I know Im right, Miss Stubbs and dont you argue with me. They teach us vets all about animals souls.
The tension left her face and she laughed with a return of her old spirit. Im sorry to bore you with all this and Im not going to talk about it again. But before you go, I want you to be absolutely honest with me. I dont want reassurance from you- just the truth. I know you are very young but what are your beliefs? Will my animals go with me?
She stared intently into my eyes. I shifted in my chair and swallowed once or twice.
Miss Stubbs, I m afraid I m a bit foggy about all this, I said. Wherever you are going, they are going with you.
She still stared at me but her face was calm again. Thank you Mr. Herriot. I know you are being hones with me. That is what you really believe, isnt it?
I do believe it, I said. With all my heart I believe it.
This is an excerpt from James Herriots Dog Stories
Chapter 8
The Card Over The Bed
Then the head on the pillow turned to me again. I have only one fear. Her expression changed with startling suddenness as if a mask had dropped. The brave face was almost unrecognisable. A kind of terror flickered in her eyes and she quickly grasped my hand.
Its my dogs and cats, Mr. Herriot. Im afraid I might never see them when Im gone and it worries me so. You see, I know Ill be reunited with my parents and my brothers, but but
Well, why not with your animals?
Thats just it. She rocked her head on the pillow and for the first time I saw tears on her cheeks. They say animals have no souls.
Who says?
Oh, Ive read it and I know a lot of religious people believe it.
Well, I dont believe it. I patted the hand which still grasped mine. If having a soul means being able to feel love and loyalty and gratitude, then animals are better off than a lot of humans. Youve nothing to worry about there.
Oh I hope youre right. Sometimes I lie at night thinking about it.
I know Im right, Miss Stubbs and dont you argue with me. They teach us vets all about animals souls.
The tension left her face and she laughed with a return of her old spirit. Im sorry to bore you with all this and Im not going to talk about it again. But before you go, I want you to be absolutely honest with me. I dont want reassurance from you- just the truth. I know you are very young but what are your beliefs? Will my animals go with me?
She stared intently into my eyes. I shifted in my chair and swallowed once or twice.
Miss Stubbs, I m afraid I m a bit foggy about all this, I said. Wherever you are going, they are going with you.
She still stared at me but her face was calm again. Thank you Mr. Herriot. I know you are being hones with me. That is what you really believe, isnt it?
I do believe it, I said. With all my heart I believe it.