When pets are cremated in Sweden, it seems the pet crematoriums return the ashes to you in a simple, pine box. This is how Björn received the ashes of first Olivia and then Pyret, and that’s how we got Logan back from the vet as well.
Lorelai came to see what was left of the brother and show companion she will never get to meet.
Bittersweet photo, isn’t it? Hang one, more where that came from.
To my surprise, when I opened the box Logan’s ashes came in, they were just loose inside! Back in the States, you would get the ashes in a box, sure, but the ashes inside the box were in a plastic bag of some sort.
Alfred also came to investigate Logan’s loose ashes. Yeah, that’s the more bittersweet thing I mentioned earlier.
Of course, for Harri and Patrick, I had lovely urns made by Alex in Welderland, and while I love them, another would be too heavy and too expensive to ship from the States to Europe. Gun-Hee didn’t have so much as an urn as a “memorial box” which included a flask of his ashes along with other souvenirs of his short life. I looked online for cat urn options in Europe and eventually discovered Etsy seller 1st4Signs.
It’s really beautiful. The box is oak, with an engraved slate top and a photo of Logan. Of course, Freddy was on hand to help me put his brother from another mother into his final cat bed.
I poured Logan’s ashes into the fancy new box. They fit perfectly.
Then we put the lid back on.
It fastens with two brass screws. Jacoby came to see what was going on while I was screwing the lid back on.
Not sure how a screwdriver equals a possible meal, but all right…
There we are. Logan is in his final resting place.
Freddy and Jake say goodbye to Logan one last time.
No Jake…this won’t be you for a very, very long time. I hope.
For now, Logan is on the windowsill near Björn’s computer underneath which Pyret loved to sleep, next to Pyret and Olivia’s ash-boxes. Eventually we’ll have everyone’s ashes on one shelf somewhere. It just seems so sad that the older we get, the more little boxes of ashes we collect.
(Also…and I am sorry it’s such a depressing post…but, happy birthday, Sherry!)