My faith in humanity restored

My 16 y/o cat passed at home last week. Instead of paying so much to walk in a vets office , I double bagged her (I know hate me. Sounds like the grocery store)and wrapped her in her favorite blankie and put her in my dumpster. Spire was digging across the street blocking it. I went out crying and asked to make sure the trash man got through. He offered to bury her for me.