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Today I got to show Don around the ICU. I am feeling much better. Right now I’m the only dog being watched in intensive care. It turns out 90% of dogs who get salmon poisoning die within 14 days, and Don and the docs didn’t figure out the problem till day 13. I came pretty close. Yesterday Don held me in his arms and even said goodbye. We sat on the floor in a little room and I slobberd on him and it hurt to breathe. It was nice to have him there. There is so much noise in the hospital that I don’t feel safe, so when Don comes, I feel like I can sleep. To be honest, the doctors weren’t as worried as Don. They all knew I would pull through but all Don saw was thirteen days of decline. I don’t blame him for being upset. I’d be hurting if I knew he was going to die, too.

I’d tell you I was afraid of dying, but I wasn’t. In my cage in the ICU, I can see all the critical patients that come in. Their cries are very scary. I do get scared at the thought of pain. I wonder if I’m next, if they are going to put me on the table after the other dogs have to be on the table. But that hasn’t happened yet. But I have seen animals die. It sounds very cryptic but it isn’t. That’s another difference between dogs and people, you know. We are afraid of pain but we are not afraid to die. We don’t even know about death, to be honest. It isn’t a concept we’ve been told about, so we never think of it. The only way I can really explain it is to say we live in complete and total trust when it comes to the afterlife.

People don’t live in trust. They fear pain but they also fear death. They don’t fear death because of what they don’t know about death, they fear death because of what they do know, and what they do know is that they know so little. Dogs are fine with knowing little. We don’t even think about it because we don’t realize that we don’t know anything. The problem isn’t with knowing little, the problem is with knowing too much. People know they can’t prove the afterlife. They know nobody ever comes back. They know their days are numbered. People try to fill their heads with beliefs about the afterlife, thinking beliefs will comfort them, but beliefs are just beliefs, even if they are true they are just lucky charms, just the rubbing of a rabbits foot. You can’t place your trust in a belief, you have to place your trust in a person. If I were a human, I wouldn’t place any trust in a belief at all because a belief doesn’t have any agency. It isn’t even animated. Belief is not a being, and when you are dying, I’d rather trust a being with agency than a belief. I doubt Alex Trebek is going to be standing at the pearly gates quizzing people to see if their beliefs are right.

Dogs don’t have any problem trusting God. We don’t know how to not trust God. My question to people is, who told you so much about death? How did you find out about it in the first place?