Scattering the ashes at sea is the normal practice, but for Bobby, we think we 'd prefer to bury his ashes scattered in our back garden. Bobby has always been so close to us and the cats. By interring his ashes in our back garden, at least he will still be home, in a symbolic way. He would still be near us and be with his cat friends.
So, we will inter his ashes here.
Whenever the cats lounged at the Clubhouse, sometimes Bobby would join them too, but being blind, he would weave in the out of the flower beds, and end up settling down on the rocks. The cats enjoyed looking at Bobby walk on the rocks.
It will really take time to heal from missing Bobby. 16 years is a very long time. I will always remember how he would sit at the marble slab waiting for me to come home from work every day, being the first to greet me at the door, waiting for me outside the bathroom door and following me everywhere in the house because his duty was to protect me.
Much later, the kittens came one by one, and Bobby had the extra duty of protecting them as well.
One incident always brings a smile to my face. It was when Bunny was very small. Bobby was playing with Bunny while I was in the kitchen. Maybe Bunny didn't want to play anymore, so he decided to play dead. Bobby got so worried, he started barking in a strange way to catch my attention. I quickly went out to see what was happening, and I saw Bunny lying "dead" on the floor and Bobby looking extremely worried and trying to wake Bunny up. The moment I called Bunny's name, the naughty one stood up and walked away. Bobby was so relieved!
16 years, and so many of such heartwarming episodes to recall, remember and rejoice in.
When death happens to a loved one, somehow you'll garner all your strength to do the needful, which is often the last rites. After that only will you come to terms with the loss, you begin to miss your loved one and that's when you recall the memories of all the good times you've spent together. Then, you smile, and go on.