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Just know that you gave Clarence 18 years of love and companionship and you made the right decision.  



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We cremated ours so that they can still be close .
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Good thinking CurtisLowe.
This is a good idea for you Indy.
One thing that I regretted when my cat passed away was not thinking clearly enough to have her cremated instead of leaving her at the vet....dumb of me :-[


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dumb of me :-[

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No....just the normal state of grief we go thru ...it's not exactly the first thing that comes to mind. :( .

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Thanks again for all the heartfelt comments and empathy. I guess my sister will pick up Clarence's ashes from the pet clinic next week. We don't know what to do after that, but that is up to God now.  :( :)
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I have to do the same thing. When I had to put Bear to sleep back in 1997, I had him cremated and didn't know what to do with the ashes. So I left them at the Vet. Then when I lost Sheena in 2001, I did the same thing. Now, the vet also has Brandy's ashes. They have been calling so I guess they want me to come pick up all three. I still don't know what to do with them.



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Good thinking CurtisLowe.
This is a good idea for you Indy.
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I had the vet cremated Clarence and his ashes are in my sister's room with the other dead animals' ashes, because I didn't have a place in my room.

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You had the vet cremated?? Why? Was he not a very good vet? ;D

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You had the vet cremated?? Why? Was he not a very good vet? ;D

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Yes, I was just poking fun at your typo, that's all. :) Just a joke...:)

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I don't know if anyone here has this phone number:
1-800-404-PETS
It's the number for Pet Friends,a pet grief hotline. They are genuinely CARING people who helped me lots when my Sylvester passed away.
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After Sylvester passed away, I took all his pictures and created a memory book in his honor. When I start missing him,all I do is look at that book and remember the love he gave me and the fun feline that he was! :-*

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Pets can make a tremendous impact on our lives, but I think cats make more impact then dogs do.

I had a Cat named "Punkin" when I was little.  My mom rescued him as an abandoned kitten in 1972.  I remember holding him in my hands (I was 7) and he was so small, but he sure did not stay small for long.

We already had 2 dogs at this time, and very quickly, Punkin showed them who was boss.  Once they got used to each other, it amazed people who came over to see 2 meduim sized dogs sleeping in a pile with our cat.  And once he grew, it amazed them even more how BIG this cat got!

When he was 3, I remember our vet commenting that he was "one of the biggest domestic cats he had ever seen".  He must have weighed over 25 lbs, and being a Persian made the illusion that he was even bigger then this considerable size.  And none of it was fat.  Being an indoor-outdoor cat, he spent most of the daytime outside.  And when he wanted in, he let us know.  He would climb half-way up the screen door (remember those old wooden ones?  no hydrolics holding them closed, just a spring) and move his weight back and forth, causing it to bang open and closed.  It sounded just like somebody banging on the door.

When Punkin had to go to the vet, I was the only one that could hold him.  He was decidedly *MY* cat, and nobody else could keep him calm.  I remember him being a big armload, and a real tiger when my parents tried to take him, but in my arms he would calm down and let the vet examine him.

I lost my dogs with 2 days of each other in 1981, by I still had my cat.  I do not know what I would have done if I had lost him at the time.  Even at 9 years old, he would hunt and catch full grown squirrels.  He had yet to show any real signs of slowing down.  And he was still a terror to all of the small and medium sized dogs in the neighborhood.  I joined the Marines in 1983, and had to leave my Cat.

I remember in 1985 going home, and there was Punkin.  My mom had run over him the year before, breaking his rear hip.  She heard his scream, and when she ran out of the car, he was already gone.  She called and told me this, and we were both sure he had gone off someplace to die.

But lo and behold, a week later he came limping home, thinner and with a crooked rear hip, but very much alive.  In addition to being big, he was also one of the toughest cats I have ever heard of.

I was in Japan in 1990, when it became obvious that he was out of time.  My mom could not bear to take him to the vet herself, so she had my niece take him in.  I met the vet several years later, and he still remembered Punkin.  When she gave him the shot, her 9 year old son was holding him.  This 18 year old cat, who was in great pain actually closed his eyes and purred.  I like to imagine him thinking it was me all those long years ago.  This cat was so noble, and even the vet told me she cried a bit when he fell asleep.

I have had several cats in the years since then, but none of them ever touched my heart like Punkin did.  
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Cats have been faithful companions to me ever since my sister got a Seal Point Siamese kitten named HOLLY when I was 5 years old!Holly,Butterscotch,Nicodemus(a huge black tomcat owned by one of my foster families),Virgie(a gray and white bicolor adopted by another foster mom I had,she brought him from the US Virgin Islands as a kitten),Tommy,Buttons,Hanky Panky,Mugsy,my friend's cat named Punkin(a grey and black mackerel tabby),Fat Cat,TC, KoKo(my birth mother's Siamese cat),TJ,Merlin(a russian blue with a 'tude!),Snowball(born with extra front toes),and of course,my own dearly departed Sylvester,and my current spoiled TortiCalico princess,TIKA,all have touched my life in their own loving and wonderful ways!

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:'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'( :'(  I am so truly sorry, Indy. A few years back, I had a hamster named Cinnamon. I'd had him for two years. He was so cute. One day I came home from the Elementary School to get called in from my great day and find that Cinnamon, my great rodent-companion had died. I hope that the empty spot in your heart from Clarence will discontinue growth; you shall see that if the wind and sun and stars all aligned and we had a perfect world, it wouldn't havehappened that way. Please feel better...
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