The day following Bobbie's departure was particularly difficult. Everything seemed to have come to a standstill and no one in the household was talking much or for that matter doing much. The day passed so gradually and particularly quiet; no more jingling of the collar bell worn on Bobbie's neck. Both Lisa and I painfully began packing away Bobbie's stuffed toys, pillows, towels and blanket; no words were spoken and no eye contact - we simply knew what each had to do and done it on our very own thoughts.
Bobbie's cremation was scheduled on the weekend and yesterday, we finally brought our boy home to his final resting place. We managed to identify a cool and quiet spot in a corner of the dining room, a place where Bobbie used to lay down and hibernate at times. There's where we decided would be ideal to place Bobbie's urn with his ash in it so that friends and relatives who were acquainted with our little boy could see him and if they like, could also light a candle for the little one.
I shall now began searching for a nice pedestal, hopefully large and sturdy enough to accomodate the urn, a crystal candle holder and a picture frame.
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