In our area (N Wales) there's a great family-run pet cemetery service.
Today their pet ambulance came to collect our Old Man (19 years old) who died on Saturday. They will cremate him separately tomorrow and then return him to us in a small wooden box/casket with his name engraved on it.
I never imagined that I would use such a service and didn't know about it until MIL's cat died and she did it. And now the time has come, I find it's very comforting to know that he's been taken to be looked after and then we will have him in a little box to put in his favourite place.
(The thought of him in a crem has just dissolved me into tears though.)