“”Saints of the fifth and sixth planes have insight, and they use it. But the dog cannot use it. The dog only sees things that ordinary human beings cannot. The dog's company purifies thoughts and atmosphere. That is why Zoroastrians have the custom of bringing a dog to see the corpse when someone is dead before disposal of the body; the dog purifies the sanskaras.
Dogs play an important part when used consciously by the Master. In my seclusion of about ten days, I wanted a dog for some work of my own — I won't tell you what! I could not use Chum, nor any of the other pets. The dog I wanted had to be fresh, new, innocent and young. So, before seclusion, it all came about that Khorshed happened to mention an Alsatian puppy, and eventually we got Warrior.1 I said, "He is my dog." I did not say so about Jingo and Bingo or the other pets. Warrior, you all understood, was Baba's dog! Warrior was not actually a dog, but was temporarily brought down from the spirit world to do this work. I needed a dog for that kind of work. I won't go too deeply into the matter. So Warrior came, and I kept on telling Elizabeth that he was to be near me. But I also knew that it would be difficult, as things would crop up that would create obstacles. So for the first few days, Warrior suffered from worms, germs, et cetera. Eventually, I had him for the time I wanted him. I knew he would die, just as I know that before July 1, 1941, Chum too will die. So after I worked with him — I fed him with my own hands and gave him water to drink — when my work was over, I sent him back.
Soon after, he got ill, and I discussed with "Soltoon's sister" [meaning Baidul, since no man's name would be mentioned in front of Mehera] where to bury him when he died. We finally selected that spot. When Warrior got very ill and I saw that if he died within three days, he would again have to take another birth — which would not have been safe for him — I saw to it that he did not pass away. So, when in those three days he did not die, I was happy.
