Honor Your Pet


By Jennifer Duran


They are the family we choose, the one we make all the decisions for, who never hurt our feelings and never say the wrong thing. Because of this, when we are faced with a truly life or death situation, we beat ourselves up and second-guess ourselves. We wonder, “Can I try one more thing?” or “Am I doing enough, how did I not see how sick they were getting?” And we may never know, they can’t tell us in words we would understand. They can only speak to us with their actions and their eyes. Looking into those eyes and saying good-bye is the most heart-wrenching decision I have ever made. I know that I did the best thing for Mulder, although it was the most excruciating thing for me. But after that decision comes the next, how do I honor this family member’s life?


We chose an Individual Cremation and then bought a simple wooden box and decoupage pictures of Mulder on it. It sits on my nightstand and I still say goodnight to him, I will still put those perfume samples from magazines on it – he would grab them and roll on them every chance he got. His blanket is tucked away in the living room with his favorite toy wrapped in it, yes, it’s been a few years but grief doesn’t have an expiration date.


My mom has her pets in little urns and they travel with her as she goes back and forth between Florida and Hendersonville, she even has a paw print of one of the pugs in this little shrine. I look at the grave markers in the Pet Cemetery and see what people leave on them, a dog biscuit, a cat toy, an angel. We place letters in caskets before burial and drop rose petals on the grave. Families will plant bushes and flowers around the cemetery to honor this furry loved one.


There are so many, many options and sometimes not enough time to plan for what we would really want for them. Best Friends Pet Cemetery and Crematory is always available to answer your questions, or even give you a tour.


Jennifer Duran, FSL2708




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