Here's the other shoe...

[moosmom]

They could've at least warned me. I'm going to go out when I get paid and get a special container, one that I like that I think suits my precious boy. I found his tuxedo in my drawer. It was a little *ahem* tight on him. I've wrapped the bag in the tux and then the baby blanket.

I feel like I'm losing my mind!!!

[Grace]

Every cat we've had cremated has come back in a ziplock bag - with a label on it. That's just the way it is.

I love the ashes - they look like crushed sea shells. We put the ashes in a plastic, lidded box - along with a laminated picture and a copy of The Rainbow Bridge poem. They are buried in the backyard, and each site is marked with a brick - engraved with their name and years with us.

[moosmom]

Grace,

That's a wonderful idea. Unfortunately, I live in an apartment so that's not feasible. That's okay. I'll find a container and it'll be spectacular!!!

When Mollie Rose came back it was in a beautiful urn. Looking at a cardboard box just turns my stomach.

[katladyd]

Our beloved Tomas came back in a little cedar box. It is sooo cute! It has a little brass-like plaque on it that says, "MY BELOVED PET". It sits in a place of honor on the mantle of the fireplace in the dining room. I looked inside the box a few months later, when the worst of the pain had subsided and, yes, he was in a plastic bag! I closed the lid on the box and have never looked at that bag again. The pretty cedar box suits him fine. I still love and miss you, Tomas.

[moosmom]

I scattered some of MooShoo's ashes in the park behind my apartment building. His two favorite spots were the bench dedicated by the town of East Hartford, and the gazebo where we'd sit soaking up the rays sharing an ice cream cone. Bittersweet.

[Kirsten]

Oh Donna, I'm so sorry to read you had to go through all this... First this devastating loss of your precious boy, then they refused to return his ashes to you, and when you finally got it back, you weren't prepared for the plastic bag, which must have been such a shock!

It's a beautiful idea to scatter some of his ashes on his favorite spots; I'm sure he smiled at the RB when he saw that... and for the rest, you will find a beautiful urn, or box, which you can put in a place where you can always remember him.

Kirsten

[Grace]

I scattered some of MooShoo's ashes in the park behind my apartment building. His two favorite spots were the bench dedicated by the town of East Hartford, and the gazebo where we'd sit soaking up the rays sharing an ice cream cone. Bittersweet.

Perfect!!

We did that with Bernadette. She started her life next door; when they moved she moved in with us. So after she died, my new neighbor had no trouble letting me put a teaspoon of Bernie in the herb garden.

Another thing you can do - and please don't think I'm being morbid here. If you are going to be cremated, you could have your ashes mixed with his.

[Kirsten]

Another thing you can do - and please don't think I'm being morbid here. If you are going to be cremated, you could have your ashes mixed with his.

Grace, I think that is a wonderful idea!! I like the thought of being reunited with my beloved furkids that way!

Kirsten

[RedHedd]

I'm glad you have MooShoo's ashes back. The first time, with Goldie, I was SO upset that they were in a very plain cedar box that I cannot open. Mishi and Mitzi's are in beautiful cherrywood boxes, with locks. I didn't know I could open them, until I tried the lock on Mitzi's box and realized I could. I found a similar plastic bag with a paper tag on it; perhaps I should have left the boxes closed, but now I know what kitty ashes look like.

However they come back to us; it doesn't seem right; it just is what it is. I still hug their boxes and tell them I love them and miss them.