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Aliantha · 09-19-2013, 07:24 AM

It was a sunday night. She had a twisted stomach. She had a dicky heart all her life and the vet didnt think she would survive an op so recommended putting her to sleep there and then. So the kids came up faep and said their goodbyes and then i stayed with her till the end. Yes we had her cremated. Hr ashes re still here in fact long side my mum and brothers ashes. She was originally my mums dog but became ours after mum died. We still have mums cat, but i think she wont have too many more seasons now.

glatt · 09-19-2013, 07:49 AM

When I buried our cat in the soft soil near our house, I found some nice large rocks to use to top off the grave, as a sort of marker and to keep any scavengers from digging her up.

My son, who must have been around 4 years old at the time, remarked that the rocks were to "keep her from getting out." Looking back, I wonder if that's where his fascination with zombies started. He's a big zombie apocalypse prepper. When shit gets real, and the zombies come, we'll be in really good shape. He even has a fortress scoped out.

09-19-2013, 07:24 AM	#1
Aliantha trying hard to be a better person Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Brisbane, Australia Posts: 16,493	It was a sunday night. She had a twisted stomach. She had a dicky heart all her life and the vet didnt think she would survive an op so recommended putting her to sleep there and then. So the kids came up faep and said their goodbyes and then i stayed with her till the end. Yes we had her cremated. Hr ashes re still here in fact long side my mum and brothers ashes. She was originally my mums dog but became ours after mum died. We still have mums cat, but i think she wont have too many more seasons now. __________________ Kind words are the music of the world. F. W. Faber

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09-19-2013, 07:49 AM	#2
glatt ™ Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Arlington, VA Posts: 27,717	When I buried our cat in the soft soil near our house, I found some nice large rocks to use to top off the grave, as a sort of marker and to keep any scavengers from digging her up. My son, who must have been around 4 years old at the time, remarked that the rocks were to "keep her from getting out." Looking back, I wonder if that's where his fascination with zombies started. He's a big zombie apocalypse prepper. When shit gets real, and the zombies come, we'll be in really good shape. He even has a fortress scoped out.

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