They found Chester. So they said. The Vet's office. Said that they put him into a special freezer for solo cremations. Lost the tags, but verfied his breed.
I then called the crematory. They said, " they put Chester in the DISPOSAL
refrigerator." But, got him out. Then cremated him last night. It has been a month. I said, "how could that be, a month in a disposal refrigerator?"
Oh, he would have been gone next week. My Father (visiting) said - they wouldn't keep animals that long! Even then when I told the vet's office gal later what she said she said "they have other animals from other vets."
She just kept apologizing.
They have ashes for me now. I know, they are not his. The two stories do not match and I feel horrible. My poor tootsie boy. I feel like a terrible mother. I actually, feel pretty sick to my stomach.
I made an appointment with my vet for Monday at 2. I want him to know the discrepancies of the stories, and the emotional trauma this has caused me.
I told the girl Amanda at the Vet's office that I am not blaming them. But, if a place they are referring their clients to is horrific, they need to know and have another place.
I think I
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