Henry the Collie
Henry was a collie purchased by David Schuler in the mid 1990's, against Gail’s wishes, during their marriage. Gail despised pets, and didn't want Henry in certain areas of the house or getting on the furniture. To subvert Henry’s range of ambulance, she employed a series of tactical baby gates around the house. One afternoon she tripped over one of the baby gates and landed on a humidifier, slicing open her knee and putting her in crutches.
Both my son and I suffered terrible allergies that debilitated us, and in June 1998, because I was so dizzy, I tripped and fell over a dog gate in front of my bedroom (at the bedroom doorway). My knee landed hard on something sharp (on the top of our dehumidifier) that cut me to the bone on my left knee. "Son go get the first aid kit now. I'm bleeding bad and have hurt myself. I'll need stitches. Blood's coming out fast." My son rushed to get the first aid kit. With lightning speed I put pressure over the wound, because blood was gushing out, and wrapped the gauze securely around my left knee. It was only me and my son. I limped to the phone, and asked one of my church friends (a warrant officer in the Coast Guard) to take me to the emergency room. The preacher of the small church we attended had brainwashed every one in that church against me. So, this warrant officer, took me (the lunatic, demonic woman) to the emergency room. I received nine stitches and a tetanus shot.
Gail was still in crutches during the incident where Loree McBride set fires around her mobile home, making her unable to put out the fires herself without Erich. Henry’s presence during the fires was suspiciously absent, and Gail never recalls him barking, perhaps indicating that Henry was familiar with the arsonist. It could also be observed that the dizzyness brought on by allergies, leading to Gail's near death experience with the humidifier, may have been caused by Henry’s luxurious, beautiful fur.
In 2000, Gail heard a gunshot outside her apartment.
There was one time in Seattle (around 2000), I heard a gunshot. I heard the bullet ricochet off the tin roof next to my apartment. You know what I did? I was really getting fed up with this business. I said, “I know they’re trying to intimidate me.”
I went outside and walked my dog right after they shot the gun in front of my apartment. But I said in my bugged apartment before I went outside, “Alright, I dare you to shoot me. I know you’re trying to kill me. Alright go out there and KILL ME!”
I told them in my apartment (that had bugs) that I heard their bullet and that I would go outside and walk the dog, and that I’d take extra time. I said, “Alright, you can shoot me now. . .whoever you are, go ahead and shoot me!” Then I went out the door with the dog.
They didn’t shoot me. They didn’t shoot me. I came back after a prolonged walk with Henry, our collie. When they tried to intimidate me, I’d just go out and dare them. I said, “Go ahead and kill me.”
The Jesuits would not fire on Gail in the presence of Henry. While Gail seems to assume that this was because of her shocking boldness at defying them in the face of death threats, it would be far more reasonable to intuit that the Jesuits were simply afraid of putting one of their highest ranking officers at risk.
To this day, Gail still hates animals.