So today was first for me. My Great-Aunt died over the weekend and today was the funeral. Actually it ended up being a double funeral. Ever been to one??? Chances are you haven't . While attending the viewing last night I was informed of the "other" funeral. You see my Aunt Jean and Uncle Al had a dog named Jake. Jake was a pain in the ass Boston Terrier that liked NO ONE. Well as in all living creatures he meet his maker a few years ago and was cremated. It was then decided between Al and Jean that whoever died first would take the dog with them. Well Jean got the honor of taking Jake to Lawn Haven. Is it just me or does that take the whole dog ownership to a whole other level?