We went to pick up Squeaky's ashes this evening. It was hard. I cried a lot. I had a hard time even holding the box. We have a fully packed weekend, so we will likely do a Squeaky memorial early next week. Most of his ashes will be scattered in the nearby woods. A bit will be saved for a potted plant that will sit on our back stoop, so he can go with us wherever we go.

We're going to frame a picture of him and keep it by the door, so we see it every day. We're also going to buy a box and fill it with pictures, memories, and his favorite catnip mouse.

Thank you Anna and Brooke, your condolence cards were very appreciated. Thank you, Abby, for the donation in his name.

And now to finish the last parts of the update, dye my roots, and then get properly drunk on girly coconut rum.