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03:46 PM - 02/13/2010

The topic: Feeders were empty

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So, I had to go get food.  I mentioned this to Brian this morning and he reminded me that I needed to get Bart, too.

*sigh*

I went to Santee for food (the light gods were in a bad mood today, they let me stop at just about every light there was to stop at), tried to buy seven bags of Felidae, but they only had three.  Boo!  Went over to Michael’s craft store, I had a 50% off coupon, but the item I purchased was on sale already, so the coupon didn’t work.  Boo!

From there I headed over to CostCo, got frozen fish, potatoes and avocados.  Then I went into El Cajon to pick up Bart’s remains.  Luckily the place wasn’t busy.  When she handed me the bag, she said to be careful, there’s a loose part and it might break.  I thanked her and walked out thinking “WTF, they gave me something that’s almost broken?”  I wasn’t happy.

Then I headed over to Del Taco, then came home.  I was drinking diet soda and munching on some fries when I decided to open the bag and see what was so delicate that I’d break it if I wasn’t careful.  I know it’s a wooden box with his remains and his name carved on the top and I’ve never had the admonishment to be careful before.  

At this point I’m wanting the red lights and the light gods were still against me (which was working to my advantage).  I opened the bubble wrap and saw what was so delicate. It was a cast of Bart’s paw.  Okay, I’ve been pretty good about not breaking down since we had him euthanized.  No  sobs or teary eyed conversations.  But I started to cry when I saw this.  They should have warned me what was in the box.

When I got home, I opened the card that came with it. There was some of his fur in a little baggy. 

Gee whiz…..

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I was given a paw cast when I lost French Toast last summer.  It took me a couple months to really look at it and finally bake it.  I was so afraid I would screw it up and crack it.  There are pieces of her fur in the clay. *sniff*

I save whiskers and had them put some of her whiskers and fur I had saved into the special urn I bought for her.  I know, I’m a freak.

Posted by Lia @ Saturday, February 13, 2010 - 4:04:33 PM


How precious…. I wish I had my little Sammy’s paw print in a cast… but then again… those paw prints are embedded firmly in my heart….
I have created a memories box with mementos of all of my pets (collected since my first pet, I am the freak here too!)
very memory is precious, and the tears they still do flow….
If loving a pet means we are freaks - then I have no problems with that….
My thoughts are with you as Bart was such a precious boy….
Take care,
Kerry

Posted by Kerry @ Saturday, February 13, 2010 - 8:20:28 PM


The paw cast sounds very cool. I kept a print of Mimi’s paw, and I wanted a tattoo made of it . . . maybe some day.

Carol

Posted by Carol @ Sunday, February 14, 2010 - 8:27:29 AM


Aw, I love the idea of a paw print. I wish I had one of Romeo now. DH doesn’t know it yet but I purposely haven’t vacuumed the cat tree because I know some of his fur is still on it and I want it to smell like him a little to his mom & brother. :(  {{hugs}} to you.

Posted by Melanee @ Sunday, February 14, 2010 - 1:57:27 PM

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