Fuck You Jean

[glatt]

Years ago, we made an appointment for the following day to put down our cat when she was getting really old and it was obvious it was the end. She was in pain, and the right thing was to put her out of her misery. And that night she just died on her own in front of me while my wife was at some meeting or something.

It was kind of freaky watching that cat die of old age. Breathing all funny, eyes a little dried out because she had stopped blinking, and then not breathing any more.

I didn't realize she had saved us $650 by doing that. Nice parting gift.

[Nirvana]

I agree with everything you said IM Fuck Jean she is a cunt.

What asshole vet charges $650 to euthanize an animal? Mine charges less than $50 Are you talking about cremation too?

[limegreenc]

My partner and I have owned 5 cats/2 dogs in 31 years and they have all felt the loving hand of their owners/heard the 'good boy/girl' at the end of their lives. No kids for us, but when it's our time to go, I think they'll all be waiting to welcome us back home. Beautiful sentiments Grav.

[monster]

Hm. This article/blog is not about Jean. Or Cocoa. imho

[infinite monkey]

Originally Posted by Nirvana

I agree with everything you said IM Fuck Jean she is a cunt.

What asshole vet charges $650 to euthanize an animal? Mine charges less than $50 Are you talking about cremation too?

Apparently an Aussie vet charging in US dollars?

Cost me almost 400 for Gaines, but I had come home from having dinner with the parents (me and dad's b-day) and he was bad off. So at 11 on a Saturday night I drove an hour to an all-hours vet clinic south of here. They gave him something like valium to calm him down. As I comforted him he thumped his tail...that ornery devil knew I was with him. He was going on 16 years old.

My ex buried him with my other kitties..

My long time vet was semi-retired, but i probably could have called him. He's such a good man, an old-fashioned country vet, if you will. But i was upset and not thinking and being 'too scared to be obtrusive.'

He was the last of my 4 cats and i haven't gotten one since. But I'm not one to jump in and out of relationships like it's a fucking jumprope game. Oh, and I'm not a selfish asshole.

[Aliantha]

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]

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.

[Gravdigr]

$650, $400?!?! What the fuck, man? JFC!

Best friend's best friend was sent to his eternal reward for $80.

On a Sunday.

There had to be other services rendered for $400, or $650.

God damn.



ETA: Ah, just saw Ali's last post.

[fargon]

When we put Kung Pao Kitty to sleep, it only cost $170.00 for everything.

[BigV]

Originally Posted by Gravdigr

$650, $400?!?! What the fuck, man? JFC!

Best friend's best friend was sent to his eternal reward for $80.

On a Sunday.

There had to be other services rendered for $400, or $650.

God damn.



ETA: Ah, just saw Ali's last post.

In this context, that's an unfortunate choice of words, no?

1 -- a : to melt down <render suet>; also : to extract by melting <render lard>
b : to treat so as to convert into industrial fats and oils or fertilizer

[Aliantha]

Sheba was a great dane cross. Very large dog. We dont have a yard big enough to bury anything that size without people wondering if i killed my husband! I think the vet fee was about $150 - $200 and the rest was the cremation fee.

Sheba was the best dog ever. She was worth ten times that and more. A piece of my heart died forever the day we lost her.

[orthodoc]

Our beautiful Molly lived for a whole year after her stroke. She improved dramatically on a home-cooked diet, so I did that for her. She got around with an Eddie's Wheels cart. She had another stroke two days before Christmas and seemed to be in pain ... the kids (all grown, all had known her from a pup) were in tears, and so were we.

Putting her down was terrible. I thought it would be best, but she looked at us with so much trust and love just before the injection, and then ... we killed her. My husband and I couldn't stop crying. I still don't feel right about it.

[sexobon]

Maybe Jean is an MBA and the author is a whacko extremist. That would explain things.

RIP Cocoa.

[Gravdigr]

From memory:

The Cat Got Dead

by Heywood Banks

O, the cat got dead
So we put him in a box
And we dug a little hole
And we covered it with rocks
Then we picked a couple dandelions
And said a little prayer
Then we all went off to bed
Cuz we mostly didn't care

But, in the middle of the night
A doggy started sniffin
Twas a Labrador Retriever
That belonged to Mrs. Griffin
And even though the cat was smelly & stiff
He thought it'd be a nice addition
To Mrs. Griffin's kitchen

Cause throughout the house
She had a kitty motif
With kitties on her coat, and her couch
And her colostomy
People bought her kitty gifts
But all the doggy could afford
Was a cat he dug up
With a case of rigor mortis.

When the woman saw the cat
There began the pandemonium
The dog dropped the cat
And it clunked to the Congoleum
It sprang back to life
Right there on the linoleum
Shook its shaggy head
Out of its catatonium

From the floor to the counter
And all over the kitchen
The cat was chased by the dog
The dog by Mrs. Griffin
By the living room couch
With the kitty motif
Out the front door screen
And into the street

Now old John Duke
Drives a delivery route
And he happened to be passing
With a van full of fruit

What are the chances?

He missed the woman
Missed the dog
Then his face went pale
Cuz in a splat the cat
Was guacamole with a tail

O, the cat got dead
So we put him in a box
And we dug a little hole
And we covered it with rocks
Then we picked a couple dandelions
And said a little prayer
Then we all went off to bed
Cuz we mostly did not care

[Aliantha]

You can sing that poem to the tune of 'thank god i'm a country boy'. Its funnier.