Yes Roy, dogs do go to Heaven.
I have a few questions that I hope you will answer for the dogs on earth:
Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?
When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?
Why do we have cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the "Cadillac Escalade" to the "Cadillac Havanese"?
If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?
We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?
Are there delivery people in Heaven? If yes, will I have to apologize?
Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dog.
1. I will not eat the cats' food before she eats it or after she throws it up.
2. I will not roll on dead squirrels, fish, frogs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. I will not eat from Mom and Dad’s plate or drink the milk from their glass before they are finished with dinner.
4. I will not leave the yard without permission.
5. The sofa is not a 'face towel'. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.
6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
8. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.
9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.
10. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello".
11. Mom and Dad's shoes are not chewies.
12. I must shake the rainwater out of my hair before entering the house - not after.
13. I will not throw up in the car.
14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.
15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.
16. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with her and she makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.
And finally GOD, My last three questions --
Why do humans only have 10 Commandments and dogs have 16?
When I get to Heaven do I get to keep my testicles?
And GOD, do all good dogs really go to heaven? What about cats?
Lot’s of tail wags,
Yes Roy, all good dogs and cats do go to heaven. We know that you are in heaven running free with your big brother Wease and big sister Mudy. We know that your name sake is taking good care of all of you until we can join you.
We thank you for being our little man and bringing so much joy and happiness to all of our lives.
We love you and miss you more than words could ever explain. You will live forever in our hearts.
KandL's Roy Baxter Schuchmann
October 24, 2004 - January 17, 2007
RBIS-OH GCH KandL's Little Man of the Mountain
May 13, 2016 - March 8, 2020
We had to kiss our Little Man and say good bye to him. I can’t even find words to say how I feel except as Keith said last night; Broken, just Broken.
He was the life of the party in our home. He was so precious, so happy, and loved life to its fullest. He was the most beautiful Havanese I have ever seen. Keith would wake up every morning and would take Griz outside and play show dog up and down the sidewalk. Griz expected this morning routine.
He loved our family to the fullest and we him.
Our home is so quiet without him.
Griz was bred by Keith and me. His Mom is our 'Missi' Bronze GCH KandL's yoR Miss Bee HavN Schuchmann. He was from the Naughty or Nice 3 Litter and was Stinker 3. He was just short of his 4th birthday.
RBIS-OH GCHB KandL’s yoR a Block Head Charlie Bee
Dec 3, 2010 to Aug 6, 2020
Our Beautiful Charles, aka “Big Boy” or “Big C”, lost his battle with Kidney Failure caused by Leptospirosis. He gave it a big fight and fought hard to overcome it which he was able to give us 6 more months of life after diagnosis. We are so blessed and thankful for this time with him.
Charles was a beautiful show dog when he wanted to show. He gave us so many memories, fun times, and rosettes. He had the perfect Havanese rise with a really strong straight back. His gait was perfect.
He had the biggest heart and was full of so much love and happiness. When he wanted you pet him he would sit in your lap or beside you and tap your hand with his paw. He would continue tapping your hand getting more demanding each time until we would pet him. He wouldn’t allow us to stop until he was ready for you to stop petting.
All Charles really wanted in life was to be loved and part of our family. He loved mom’s homemade cookies. He was also known as the “Cookie Monster”.
He loved to sit on the front porch and watch for birds to land in the yard. He would run and pounce barking at the bird and of course the bird would fly away. He was the Guardian of the yard! He didn’t like “Big Bird" (turkey) so much though. He would hear Big Bird come in for a landing and he would duck looking at the sky until it landed safely outside of the fenced yard. He then would be the Guardian and let Mr Big Bird know whose yard it was.
He was big buddies with our Little Man Griz. I called them “partners in crime”. If one was up to mischievousness you could bet the other was right there being as naughty as the other. They both would look at me as to say “We don’t know anything about it! That’s our story and we’re sticking to it!” Now they are back together and comforting each other.
Charles was bred by Keith and I. His Mom is our Bee, GCH KandL’s Little Bee Schuchmann, and his Dad is our yoR, GCH KandL’s Majical yoR Schuchmann. He was from the BeeHive 2 litter and Bee Sting 3. He was 9 ½ years old.
I have no words to describe how sad we are and how painful all this is.
Big's Horse Wease
July 1992 - September 2003
Wease was our first Kid. He was a liver German Short Hair. He loved to run and hunt.
December 1996 - January 2003
Mudy was saved from an intentional farm accident. She was named after a dog from Mom's childhood. She had the most loveable and sweetest personality.
November 1994 - September 11, 2009
Smokey was the typical don't bother me unless I want you to cat. She was loved and lived a long life. We miss you Smokey!
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