Funny you think I could afford to get my pets ashes back from the vet.
I didn’t want the ashes. It hurt too much. I also didn’t want to be in the room when they administered the shot. My mother got me to do that with one when I was younger. Never again. I say goodbye and that’s when I exit and cry.
I want my pet to see me as they relax for the last time to comfort them. My pain comes out when they’re no longer suffering.
Watching a kitty go was too much. I’m not going to relive it to describe it. It wasn’t comforting him.
Yeah, no ashes here, just the collar.
42
- 15000+ kms
- Yes but undiagnosed
- two but one’s not mine
- shards of flint
You collect “shards of flint”? Are you a geologist or something?
Amateur flint knapper.
That’s cool!
Over achiever
I’m sure you will be surprised to learn after reading that picture of success that I am barely even an achiever.
Do the ashes of friends, and family count?
Yes, yes they do
Shit
If you have a collection of pets ashes, does that count for both? Also, did they have to be my pets?
Time to visit my far away friends and start a collecting of their ashes
check, check, check, check
And I’m not even 40!
Hey, there’s nothing weird about my collections of vinyl records and German beer steins and uranium glass and sterling silver and quack medical devices and watches and books and pewter and brass and guitars and cameras.
I honestly started off with the intent of being funny, and then I realized how many fucking collections I have, and now I don’t really know what to do with myself.
You collect collections.
I dub the Collectorius, the Collections Collector!
You march your butt down to Lowes to get those big black totes so you can pile your collected items into them and stow them in a neat stack in the garage so that you have space for more collectibles. That’s what you do with yourself. Don’t forget the label maker!
I’ve got a few years before 40, and I’m 4/4! Finally, I’m ahead of the curve for once
Tell me about your collection
It’s instruments… I can play a little bit of all of them, but none of them very well lol. I just like playing with them
An acoustic guitar, an electric guitar (I had 2 electrics, but gave my dad one with a small amp), 2 soprano ukulele’s (in case a friend wants to join), a piano keyboard, electric drum kit, harmonicas, a violin (I got it for my wife, but we both like to mess with it) and… I think that’s it. I kinda want a bass guitar one day too, just because it looks like fun
Also a small collection of cacti, and a small collection of amateur radio equipment (as well as other electronics that I like to mess with)
No friends but I have multiple weird collections to make up for it
nah, buried them all. Gotta dig the full 6 feet trust me
Still working on the third one but realistically by the time I hit 40 we’ll definitely be set.
•Internet stranger hugs• for the third one. I already have all boxes checked, but I’m hoping to avoid adding a second dog’s ashes for a few more years. My pup already surprisingly old and hasn’t died yet, so, if that trend continues, he should live forever.
I turned 38 today exactly, I checked al the boxes already, I’m prepared.
Happy birthday!
Cheers mate :)
Happy birthday! Well done on the preparation.
Thanks, to be sure I have multiple weird collections.
I had a friend like you. He was screaming (figuratively) about kids on his lawn in his twenties. You old fuck. Cheers.
Congratulations and keep wiggling!
41 and I have the weird collection (pro wrestling memorabilia from before 1980. Toronto specific preferred) But I don’t have the friends or pet ashes, I have jars full of my live parrots feathers, which I guess is another weird collection.
I have a pet buried in the back yard, does that count?
No, because you have to take your Lil buddy to the vet to get euthanized before you get ashes. Part of the fun trauma of this age is having to be old enough to make that decision. That today is fluffy’s last day on earth. Then you get to be guilted by the vet into buying some sort of memorial package in a moment of weakness.
Having your pal turn up toes at home is what gets you a backyard burial. Not awful enough, sorry friend.
Nope we did that. Vet just came to the house.
And yes that was the absolute hardest thing I’ve ever done. We scheduled it on a Friday and had to wait an entire weekend for it to happen on Monday. I am a 54 year old man and I cried like a little baby the whole weekend.
And they did indeed have a brochure of things to memorialize your pet. This was pretty recent so the brochure is actually still on the mantle.
So I’m thinking it does count 😏
Oh, you can have them cremated even if they died peacefully at home, either through a vet or by dealing directly with a pet crematorium. And you can take the body home to bury in the yard even if you’ve put them to sleep.
