The original plan was to bury Ketzl in the front yard, under her favorite bush.
I had wanted to do that pretty badly, and pretty irrationally—it was a purely emotional thing, without considering the practical matters: soil depth, future dogs digging in the same locations, garden destruction, coyotes. Not thinking, just feeling, wanting her there with us.
It might have worked with a small dog, but Ketzl was not—neither small in body nor spirit.
So convinced, first ice, then fire.
Delivered today via UPS: the remains of her private cremation. Signature required. Bubble wrapped wood box; small, gold lock; certificate; condolence card.
Two pounds of ash and wood to bury in her favorite spot, and feed her favorite bush: the same bush Taiko found on his own his first day here. Of all the choices available, his favorite spot.
Dog’s choice: I know it’s a good one, the one she would have made for herself.
And there you will be placed, Ketzl. Rest in peace, girl.
09 Aug 2006 at 12:05 pm | #
Dave,
I’ve been keeping up on you and Ketzl, often enough to make sure I am current. But I missed her passing, I just read about it this morning.
Not ashamed to admit there are tears in my eyes, for over the past year reading about her I felt I got to know her. And it takes me back to my own times of grief when that time came for my own family members, pets to most people, but family to me.
You and Zabeth are the best kind of people, what you did for Ketzl was incredible. But I suspect it never was an option for you in your mind to do anything but provide the amazing care and loving home you did for her.
I’m glad you have Taiko there with you. That’s one lucky dog.
My thoughts are with you, thanks for sharing your ups and downs.
Jay