Honey, the miniature long haired dachshund was by my side for nearly 14 years. When sadly we were forced to say goodbye, the veterinarian asked a simple question, “Would you like her ashes, or a clipping of her fur?” Neither myself or my husband really knew the answer.

The thought of our beloved friend spending the rest of our lives sitting in an uninspiring wooden box didn’t feel fitting. We declined the veterinarian’s offers and left with only her blanket to remember her by.

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