So, I haven't been really up to posting for the last week or so, because our dog just died on Wednesday. We had him for nearly 10 years, and it's amazing how much like a part of the family he became. I'm not much of a dog person myself, but I have to say, somehow or other dogs do end up seeming almost human when you've had them for a while.
William is especially devastated - he becomes attatched to an animal almost as soon as he sees it.
For now, St. Thomas Aquinas's proofs to the contrary aside, our whole family is rather convinced that animals do go to at least some sort of heaven. It really is a natural thing to believe, I think. It would be hard to picture any of God's creation just snuffing out of existence once it has died.