Remembering Puss Angel

This was Puss, mums cat before me. Mum was thinking about her being at the bridge, because of the recent loss of all of our friends.

When Puss died, the vets let you take the body to bury at home, or they can take her for you or they get her cremated privately. Mum chose to have Puss cremated, and a week later they rung to say the ashes were ready. They were in a lovely sealed wooden box with Puss engraved on a plaque on top. Now they sit in mums bedroom on top of the to be read book pile, close by her picture.

We like to have Puss nearby. At mums brothers house he has two dogs in the lounge room, and Mums mum ashes are in the bedroom. It must be a family thing.

Poppy Q