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lesliepearI went to the vet to pick up his ashes last night. It was weird cause I had to wait for someone to pay a vet bill, so I petted the office cat Studleyy. The receptionist knew me, but it wasn't the one I knew well. It felt weird since I knew I wouldn't be back anytime soon (no cat in the near future).
Of course I come home with the box and when I wanted a hug, Mark was on the phone.
I think having the box makes Mark feel weird. It's in a wooden box in a cardboard box with a bag inside the wooden box. They even made a little pawprint of Moxie's foot (it's his, I see the extra toe he had). I don't want to put him in my MILs backyard, it's not ours and he wasn't there. I have no yard to put him in (I'd hoped he live long enough we'd have a house). So it's up on a high shelf for now - just a cardboard box, no clue.
But I do feel better having Moxie home in spirit.
I miss having a cat. I love Alan very much but it isn't the same...
Of course I come home with the box and when I wanted a hug, Mark was on the phone.
I think having the box makes Mark feel weird. It's in a wooden box in a cardboard box with a bag inside the wooden box. They even made a little pawprint of Moxie's foot (it's his, I see the extra toe he had). I don't want to put him in my MILs backyard, it's not ours and he wasn't there. I have no yard to put him in (I'd hoped he live long enough we'd have a house). So it's up on a high shelf for now - just a cardboard box, no clue.
But I do feel better having Moxie home in spirit.
I miss having a cat. I love Alan very much but it isn't the same...
