Update: The Holy Mother Church Speaks

Although I didn’t find anything on the question about the possible immortality of the animal soul within the compact and well-designed covers of my Catechism of the Catholic Church, Second Edition, I did find a very nice, almost beautiful, entry concerning animals and their purpose in creation:

Animals are God’s creatures. He surrounds them with his providential care. By their mere existence they bless him and give him glory. Thus men owe them kindness. We should recall the gentleness with which saints like St. Francis of Assisi or St. Philip Neri treated animals.

-Catechism 2416

I’ll do a little more research and see if I can find anything more specific.

Can you hunt the prey for the lion,

or satisfy the appetite of the young lions,

when they crouch in their dens,

or lie in wait in their covert?

Who provides for the raven its prey,

when its young ones cry to God,

and wander about for lack of food?

Do you know when the mountain goats give birth?

Do you observe the calving of the deer?

Can you number the months that they fulfill,

and do you know the time when they give birth,

when they crouch to give birth to their offspring,

and are delivered of their young?

Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open;

they go forth, and do not return to them.

-Job 38.39-39.4

The Pouch Is Dead. Long Live the Pouch.

Kitty-pouch.jpgApparently, this is just not the year for cats in my family. First my dear cat Felix kicks the bucket due to his many serious medical complications (Feline AIDS among them), now my parents’ cat has disappeared. Most probably a meal for the significant coyote population dwelling in the hills of Ventura.

Her name was Lucy, but I called her Kitty-pouch, or just ‘pouch for short. I called her that because she had a very noticeable flap of skin that hung down from her belly as she walked. Just too much extra skin, I guess.

She was one of the cutest cats ever, but she was really mean. Well, I guess she was just a brat. It’s not like she attacked anyone or anything. She just wasn’t very nice. Still cute, though.

Anyway, I guess that’s why I’m not too sad. I think I feel more sad for my mom. She loves her pets.

Interestingly, Telford just posted an entry today concerned with that significant question, do animals go to heaven? The entry is actually a continuation of a dialog that has been going on for a while, but it’s interesting in its own right. I really don’t have a firm position on the question either way, but since I have a soft spot for animals I guess I lean toward the “yea” answer. If animals do indeed have an afterlife, I think ‘pouch will end up in some kind of purgatory for naughty cats. She’s got some meanness she has to work off. (Haha, check out this blog entry I found when I googled cat purgatory).

Wow, I found this funky story about Saint Dominic and his cat in heaven. Trippy. I wonder if Catholics believe animals go to heaven. I’ll have to take a look at my trusty copy of the Catechism of the Catholic Church, Second Edition and see if there’s anything about animals in it. I’ll get back to y’all on that one. If you have any insights, let them be known!