Dealing with the death of a pet is, for some people, an event from which they never recover. Where once we just buried pets in the backyard under a foot of dirt — or dumped the carcass in the trash bin like garbage–many now honor their deceased pets with cremation, mausoleums, headstones and other burial rites that were formerly reserved in the domain of people.
Why do you think we become so attached to our pets?
Is it because they rely on us and we enjoy the feeling of being needed?
Do we love our pets more than people because we know our pets will not betray us?
Or is our pet adoration the purest example of unconditional love? Our pets love us without merit or want — while people always have a way of disappointing us and mitigating devotion and placing restrictions on human emotion?
Have we gone too far in humanizing our pets instead of continuing to find true humanity in other people?