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I understand we all love our pets. I'm not making fun of anyone who goes beyond the call of duty and buries their pet within a cemetery instead of just tossing them somewhere in the backyard to be dug but by mistake years later. But this whole concept of the pet cemetery is kind of humorous to me.
I've decided I'm going to venture that way today and check it out. I haven't been there for years. The last time I was there I was trying to name my current cat and figured that checking out the names on the tombstones should help me come up with some sort of idea. I could never name my cat fluffy, or pumpkin, or princess. Those names seem to be very unlucky as the literally litter that rows. One cat was even named Queen Epinella. Definitely a different sort of name. I suppose the cat graduated from simply being Princess.
Also, the last time I was there, I remember vividly falling into a little grave. Luckily, since they are only pets, they get buried only a couple feet down instead of six. LOL. it was embarrassing. I had to pretend I was getting an up close look at a nearby gravestone as my friends walked by instead of admitting I had tumbled into the little hole.
And lets not forget the countless amount of live bats that seems to be there. I'm walking up and down the rows, ducking periodically to avoid little flying bugs, when low and behold, I look up properly and see a swarm of bats. Hang on, do bats come in swarms? Anyways, it was enough to cause me to let out a little yell. Ok, it was a huge scream, but we don't need to let anyone know that.
Anyways, let's just say, my cat's name is still just cat. |
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Posted by Kanaf on 2008-07-05 11:44:25 | Rating: | Views: 34
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