My border collies would not eat me.
However, they should, and while they are easy to train, I’m not quite sure how I would train them to have me for dinner.
If it meant their surviving, learning to love someone else and making the most of their time here on earth under the sun until we’re together again, what do I care if they eat my remains? They’d be no longer of any use to me, so have at it. Disgusting to contemplate, but life is sometimes messy.