Grace Returns

I went to pick up Gracie's ashes today. I have the ashes of two other cats - Gabrielle, who was brainless Brianna's sister and died less than six months after I got her, and my beloved Burton. All the rest were buried in the backyard in Florida, back before I knew cremation was an option. The cremated remains were returned to me in white cardboard boxes, wrapped in plastic. Inside is a velvet bag and inside that, another plastic bag.

This time, Gracie was returned to me in a sandalwood box about 5" x 2". There's lovely carving on the top. I know this is one of those things you buy at Pier 1 for $2.99, but I don't care. I think it's a lovely way to get her back to me. I was handed an envelope and along with that, I learned, was a small brass name plate with Gracie's name on it.

She is now on the bookcase behind me.

She always liked to perch.