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Today I had to drive over to the cemetery in Rogers to pick up Zeus's ashes. It was very surreal. I was the only person in the cemetery, It was totally silent and I parked next to the only other car in the place - a hearse. I then had to wander around until I found the crematorium, walk in and ask for the ashes of a great dane. I was half expecting a txt message that read, "They're coming to get you, Sara... a la that awful new Night of the Living Dead remake, haha. I then carried a large box, which contained a large plastic bag full of ashes and bone chunks to my car, and then carefully drove home. No wonder my dad asked me to pick up his dog's remains, I think it might have broken his heart to do it.
Then Vee got out and I watched her tear around the yard like a madwoman until she got bored and came back into the fenced area. Whew!
Then Vee got out and I watched her tear around the yard like a madwoman until she got bored and came back into the fenced area. Whew!