Remembering Raspy on her birthday

Raspy would have been 4 years old today.

I think of her every day.

A warning: some people may think this post is a little morbid & to them I apologise.  Not so long ago, I would have thought the subject matter morbid too, but in reality, I actually have some comfort having Raspy still close.

Raspy was cremated.  Her remains have been in a small pouch in a little wooden casket.  Each night I touch the casket as I say goodnight to her.  Each night I have thought it does not seem right that something hard & rigid represents her.  Today, I finally got around to making a slightly better “home” for her.  This is only stage 1.  Here is what I have done so far:

Wooden casket.

Little pouch.

Pouch now encased in soft toweling remnant.

Toweling pad covered with yellow velvet with her name & dates. (You will see I cannot write in a straight line!)

New home, by the digital photo frame.

Photos of Raspy are always showing on the digital photo frame. Here is a rare photo of Cagney taking a closer look…

The yellow velvet pillow will just be the inner part.  Stage 2 will be constructing the cover.  I just want something soft & gentle to stroke when I say goodnight to her.  Velvet seems an appropriate material to use as, on the rare occasions when I had the opportunity to touch her feathers, she felt like velvet – soft, smooth & silky.  Raspy was my beautiful girl.  She needs a fitting memorial.