#1 here. I am still finding it difficult to believe that our Trav is gone, even though it has been more than a month. Every time I go past the hangar where he used to like to hang out on the old mattress on the old car, I still look for him. He left such a powerful mark on my heart, and the heart of all those who looked after him, even for a day.
I had Trav cremated alone so I could get his ashes back. They arrived a little while ago, in this package:
This is what it looked like inside:
And there was also this:
You are supposed to put it in earth, and flowers will grow in memory.
I had already decided that I would scatter most his ashes around the places he loved to hang out, but that I would keep some in the house, so that Trav would really be home forever. I started looking for a suitable container and found this on Etsy, handmade in Paphos, Cyprus:
Welcome Home, Sweet Trav. You will be forever in our hearts.