I look down at the business card. It read:
Cremation or Burial
Like I said, I was daydreaming so it didn't sink in. It was the words "Beloved Pet" on the facsimile of a headstone that did it, sort of like a lightening bolt.
I looked at Mocha's sweet brown face peering out the open car window, looked down at the business card in my hand and a little piece of me died.