So it has been a few weeks of the “pet free” life for me. I still feel like I am in a funk or having a bad dream. My arms still ache for my lost kitties. I am in no way even thinking of a new one at this point.
I have wonderful friends who sent me floral arrangements after each of my three passed this last year. I saved and dried flowers from each arrangement. Yesterday I arranged the saved blooms, and crafted a little memorial, where, ironically, my kitties’ litter cabinet used to rest. It is in my foyer, so I see it many times a day.
I have Ziggy, Brillo and Sheba (all siblings) stacked together in the wooden urns. Felix’s framed paw print and his tiny blue urn is beside them. His white plastic urn is still there, waiting for the time when scattering feels right. The small metal dog is in remembrance of the dogs I have owned and lost. Bonnie, my first and most precious girl, Cleo my rescued greyhound, and Katie and Sally, who both passed five years ago.
Anyway, just thought I would share with those who understand. Thanks for reading, and thanks for all of the support you have shown me.
C
I have wonderful friends who sent me floral arrangements after each of my three passed this last year. I saved and dried flowers from each arrangement. Yesterday I arranged the saved blooms, and crafted a little memorial, where, ironically, my kitties’ litter cabinet used to rest. It is in my foyer, so I see it many times a day.
I have Ziggy, Brillo and Sheba (all siblings) stacked together in the wooden urns. Felix’s framed paw print and his tiny blue urn is beside them. His white plastic urn is still there, waiting for the time when scattering feels right. The small metal dog is in remembrance of the dogs I have owned and lost. Bonnie, my first and most precious girl, Cleo my rescued greyhound, and Katie and Sally, who both passed five years ago.
Anyway, just thought I would share with those who understand. Thanks for reading, and thanks for all of the support you have shown me.
C
