I've been in somewhat of a funk the past couple of days. At first I thought it was because I turned another year older on Monday, and I usually go through a funk around that time. But this hasn't lifted.
I've been thinking alot about my father and his cat Tigger. Tigger died 3 years after my Dad. Dad ADORED Tigger and made me promise to take care of him when he (my Dad) dies. My best friend Susie took Tigger in because he didn't get along with my cats. When Tiggs died, Susie had Tigger cremated (she said he was special) and we each have a tablespoon of ashes in special porcelain containers (mine is a foot stool with a cat sleeping on it, Susie's is a chair with a cat sleeping in it). The rest of them she scattered in his favorite places (the woods behind her condo, in the yard at her beach house).
My father requested I scatter his ashes in Long Island Sound (5 minutes from my apartment), which I did. I also put a vile in the ground at my Mom's grave so they could be together. I've been seriously thinking about scattering MY Tiggs ashes from the pier where I scattered Dad's so they could be together as well.
What should I do??
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