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Pet Loss
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Losing a loved one is a painful experience, and the loss of a pet is no exception. Pets hold a very special place in our lives and hearts. They give an unconditional love that gives us the comfort and companionship we need. Pets share an intricate part of our daily lives that we may not fully realize until they are no longer with us. Their routines are interwoven in our daily schedules and when they are gone it leaves a void in our lives. At first the grief is very strong, but as time goes on the grief will diminish and the good memories will become stronger. Give yourself time to process the grief, and understand that your feelings are real and valid. Even if someone doesn't understand your feelings, it's ok. Only you understand the intensity of the bond you had with your pet.When the time comes to say good-bye to your special friend, we will try to help you through this difficult time.
The James A. Brennan Humane Society is equipped with a crematory. Please give us a call for more details.
Where to Bury a Good Dog An 86-year-old poem that rings true today
Julia Kamysz Lane | April 12, 2012
Taken From http://thebark.com/content/where-bury-good-dog
There is one special place for every good dog.
A friend sent this poem to me, knowing how much I miss my beloved Desoto and Shelby. I had been holding onto their ashes, unsure of where to bury my good dogs. Shall I scatter them into the Louisiana swamps that Desoto loved to explore? Would Shelby be happiest under the big tree, watching for squirrels? This poem tells me they're already in the right place. —Julia Kamysz Lane
Where To Bury A Dog
By Ben Hur Lampman
There are various places within which a dog may be buried. We are thinking now of a setter, whose coat was flame in the sunshine, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This setter is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub of the garden, is an excellent place to bury a good dog. Beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or gnawed at a flavorous bone, or lifted head to challenge some strange intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. Yet it is a small matter, and it touches sentiment more than anything else.
For if the dog be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that dog sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in puppyhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land, where most exhilarating cattle graze. It is all one to the dog, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, and nothing lost—if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a dog. One place that is best of all.
If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have, he will come to you when you call—come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living dogs to heel they should not growl at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there.
People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no whimper pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a dog. Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing.
The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
