When my cats, Moozy and Cat Mama, died, I buried their furry little bodies in my backyard. I knew they'd be safe there. But when my dog Juno passed away, he was too large (70 lbs.) for that. Shortly before he died, I looked for alternatives and found one.
There is a cemetery for animals near me. It is operated by a non-profit organization that rescues abandoned pets. The organization was founded in 1903; their pet memorial park has been around for a century. Richard Nixon's dog, Checkers, who was the subject of a famous speech that saved Nixon's career before he became President, is buried there.
When I visit the memorial park, I am stunned by the depth of love available to the human heart. People's affection for their animals is palpable. I go to the park to contemplate and am always moved to tears. I cry for the sadness of people's losses.
Some pet-owners erect monuments to their animals. They do this to declare their love. They want us to know about it. In honor of that, I offer you these pictures which I took today.