The Box

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Rufus is coming home in a flowery box.

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I got the phone call yesterday that Rufus was ready to come home. I went and got him and he came in this flowery box. Which is still sitting in my car, along with his leash, because I both can’t bear to not have him near and can’t bear the thought of bringing him in the house.

I don’t really see how I can bury him in a box that pretty. But, at least, I don’t have to make that decision yet. There’s no timetable.

3 thoughts on “The Box

  1. My first dog came home in a pewter tin with a dogwood blossom on top. It, and her collar, are still with me.

  2. Best thing is – you don’t have to bury him. We have all our pets (1 goat, 1 cat, 3 dogs) cremated and after 10 years still cant bring ourselves to bury them. They are still with us. Talk to them most days

  3. Oh, that really is a glorious box. A lovely box for a lovely dog.

    Our pets are all buried in our back yard, near a stand of bamboo. No fancy boxes, just them and whatever we want to bury with them. I don’t know if that’s better or worse, but I’m glad you get to have him close, either way.

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