Sorry this is so long. About 5 years ago my Dad passed. At that point I had planned to move to CA near my brother, possibly next door. So thinking that I will be moving, got me thinking about all my animals in my graveyard and what would happen to them.. My all time prescious cat I loved above all others was my main concern. He passed about 13 years ago. I was devastated, but back to the story. I wanted to take him with me . The only thing I could come up with was to dig him up. So that's what I did. Luckily I think I found almost every bone. So I rinsed his bones and then bleached them. They came out beautifully. To say the least, I didn't move . But I have placed his bones in a small wooden box beside my bed. In the pics are also some of his fur, a few whiskers(. these were from when he was alive), a necklace, a change purse I beaded that resembled him and a pic of him. I also had a clock made with his pic and I made a little art project with him. ( He was deaf and problems walking)
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Interesting. I think thats a good way to honour your dead cat.
Years ago, my brother's grifriend had a dog that god hit by a car. He buried it for her because she was so upset. About six month later, they broke up. It was awful. She cheated on him and it was was ugly. He dug up her dead dog, left it on her doorstep in a box, rang the bell and ran.
Was he in the wrong? Maybe, but it's one of the few things I ever felt proud of him for 😂
