When my cat Hobbes died I didn't think about what I should do with her remains so I had her cremated in a group cremation. There are no ashes given back afterwards and the "cremains" are spread on a field. I was given the option but nixed this as I didn't want to see an urn or something and think of my sweet sweet girl. I feel guilty guilty guilty though now. I have tried to make a little tribute space with a small pewter figurine that looks like her and three tiny candles but I feel like I am missing something. I feel like I could have done more to honour her memory.

This is really rather irrational on my part....I know that she has gone and I should be happy for the life we had together. I just feel like I've somehow abandoned her.

there is nothing i can say right now cos of my own pain, though I do know your pain & share it too, our losses are so indescribable. we seem to see all the things we should or could have done and that really, really SUX's. come here & come here often you will find solace.

I am so sorry for your pain and loss of your furbaby, Hobbes. Something I am doing which helps a little is I put a picture framed of her in every room in my house. I have all her toys in a basket adn I walk by it everyday. I'm sleeping with her collar under my pillow. I understand the need to have our loved furkids close. I did bury Sammie in our back yard but I needed her to be close to me inside the house so that's what I did. I also plan on printing out everyone of her pictures which is a lot and put them in an album that I can look at over and over and over. Hobbes lives in your heart and soul not an urn or box or any other place. There are many many ways to honor our loved ones and memorialize them. It doesn't have to be a burial or cremation. I will pray that you can find some comfort knowing how much you did do for Hobbes.
Melanie

beautiful words sammie girl & oh so true.
i hope this helps ragdollfloozie.

I don't think you skipped anything, and I did opt to keep the ashes of my cat. I believe that the soul is an ethereal being. When the body it inhabits is no longer in existence, then it goes elsewhere. Where it goes is a matter of individual belief. I have just kept my kitty's ashes in the box, and do not have the heart to scatter them any place yet, but I do not get the impression that his spirit is there. The memorial I keep is purely internal.
Sammie girl's mom is right. There is more solace in a picture of our kids when they were alive than in a box of ashes. I hope your sadness diminishes soon, and is replaced with joy for the time you had with Hobbes.

I am trying to find good pictures of Hobbity...she had a tendancy to come over and sniff the camera. I had to sneak up on her to take the one here.

Every time I look at my youngest cat friend I see a little reminder of her too. She whacked him in the ear when he was a teenager and up to no good. He lost a teeny weeny bit...but he has radar dish ears anyway. They became the bestest buds btw...no hard feelings and they spent most days curled up with each other.

It also made me feel better to wake up with Bunny Sue next to me a few times lately. She would never have been so bold with Hobbes around.

Yes...she was the cat boss! A very strong minded cat indeed.

what a gr8 nickname "hobbity" I love it, I'm glad Bunny Sue has been there for you too. I can just picture in my mind all these blurry pics with maybe just a paw or an ear visible and the rest a big blur.

I too know what your feeling.....When my Brittany died 10 days ago, I had her cremated with everyone else. I wanted her to be with other friends. Because that's how she was. Always friendly & loved to be around other animals. So why should I deprive her of that.......

SammieGirl is so right.....I have tons of pictures of my Britt, & I have a candle in front of them. Which I light every morning where I talk to her......And tell her what I'm going to be doing during the day. And for her to watch over me....
She is my "forever" angel.

I have so many pictures to look back on....That gives me peace.....To see her beautiful face....
And with the help of my friends in this support group, I get thru some really hard times.
Your in my thughts & prayers.

Felicia

Lol! I blame my husband for the pet names given to the pets. His first cat was called Merlin...and he shortened it to Moo Moo (for Moo Moo Bunnylips...a character in a comedy routine by the Frantics)
The best nickname for Hobbes though was given by my niece who,as a second language english speaker,misheard Hobbes and called her Hops! She thought the name refered to her gait (clubfooted cats tend to hop) and we thought that was so funny.


Funny...I hadn't thought of that but Hobbes too liked to be around other cats and they liked her too after the first bit of kittykat awkwardness had worn off. She lived with 4 cats in her old home and there were at least 3 others floating around ours. She was rarely alone.