O.K., there is a reason I don’t have children. O.K., there are many reasons but one of them is that I really am not an appropriate adult role model.
What to do with the family dog once everyone has recovered from saying good-bye? Well, pretty soon nobody even sees that box with the ashes of Scruffy, it just sits and gathers dust while everyone plays with the new dog.
I combined Sadie’s ashes with an acrylic gel, took the tag, paw print they made and said, “The next feather that ends up on the patio will go into the painting.” About an hour later, sure enough there was a feather on the patio. She would have barked at that feather for 30 minutes. I used a photo of her to create her silhouette. Actually, her vet loved it.
I just think it is more of a remembrance than ashes in a box, sort of a Phoenix Rising from the ashes. I know some might find it creepy.