No ashes, what to do?
July 12, 2006 8:29 PM Subscribe
DeadDogFilter: My vet lost my dog's ashes - what should I do?
posted by lost_cause to Pets & Animals (38 answers total)
I had to have my dog euthanized, and the vet hospital didn't have the ashes returned to me. I'm sad and angry - anybody have any ideas what I ought to do here?
Last September, my 10-year-old Weimaraner was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. I had about two months to plan on how I wanted to deal with my best friend dying, and the thought of scattering her ashes at some of our favorite places made it a little easier to take. I talked to my vet beforehand about the procedure, when to know the time, and everything went exactly as he described. He did his best to make things easier on all of us - I really appreciate this man's concern for my dog's well being during her life and her death. I have nothing but respect for him.
Afterwards, I went to the front desk to settle up and to make the final arrangements. The vet tech asked how I wanted the body disposed of, and I said "Creamated."
"Do you want an urn?"
"Nah, you can give 'em to me in a plastic bag for all I care."
"But you don't want an urn?"
"No, I really don't care to buy their urn."
"Ok, we can call you in a few days, or you can check back when you're ready."
"Thanks, let me give you a call."
After about a week, I went back and the tech above handed me a manilla envelope:
"This is it?" [says me]
"I just thought there'd me more."
"There's a certificate and maybe a lock of hair in there."
"You said you didn't want an urn."
"Right, I didn't want to pay for some ugly-ass urn, but I wanted the ashes. That's why I said that you could even give me them in a plastic bag."
"Oh my god, I feel awful..."
Apparently if you want your dog's ashes back, you have to buy an urn. If you don't want an urn, they just throw your dog in the fire with a bunch of others, and just do whatever with the collective ashes.
Realizing that there was absolutely no solution to the problem - I wanted my dog's ashes and they didn't exist anymore - I let go of the urge to absolutely stomp this woman's fucking head in and humbly left, hoping I'd learn to deal with it. Eight months later, sometimes I still cry a little bit about how all that happened. Can somebody please tell me what I can do? Should I be pissed and maybe raise hell with them? Or should I try to accept it as one of those things that I have to bear?
You people are smart, and I'm at a loss. Please help.