>> Make your inquiries before the dreaded day to find a suitable facility.
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>> I wouldn't let the vet be the middle man - no way! If you think
>> they treat your pet with dignity once you are out of sight you will be
>> disappointed.
But its dead, its not the dog you had, its merely a hairy bag full of rapidly decaying mush. The dignity comes in how and when you sent your pet over rainbow bridge.
The dog you had is now within you, in your memories*, your laughs, your moments of horror** your photos, your rosettes, trophies, holidays, days out.
When it sleeps on your feet, jumps in your lap on the first strike of lightening, when it asks you to do something, stands by the door with the lead in its mouth,
*when it comes out of the woods wearing a dead badger as an overcoat for example (Your dead dog is now a smelly overcoat another dog would like to wear), the day it savaged a load of baby fluffy ducks, raided a families picnic, stole a Childs bread it was feeding the ducks with, broke your finger, ripped your rotator cuff, drew blood, chewed a wasps nest.
None of this the dog thats just died. Its not the dog you spent 72 hours with never less than 10 yards apart.
A body is at the end of the day, a container. You chuck empty ones away.
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