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[asterroc]

picked up Peeper's ashes today; jethereal came with. they came in a cardboard box that was some 3"x3"x4", like it was in the mail as-is. I was even more confused when I picked up the box and it weighed more than she ever had. The woman behind the counter explained that they were in an oak box - it's kinda like a casket supposedly for display, and the base comes off with two screws revealing a little ziplock bag inside. They're more than a thimble but less than a shotglass, lighter gray than I expected, with bits of bone still visible. I cried some more, but not loudly.

Gabe waltzed over the ceiling of his cage - he likes hanging upside down, which Peeper never did, but he doesn't like to come out and hang out, which Peeper did. His poops seem super watery still, so I may call up the vet tomorrow, but they didn't call back w/ any worms... I'm making progress though: one time I accidentally knocked him off the arm of the chair I sit on, and when he landed a foot a way I held my hand on the floor and he walked over and stepped up without prompting. Another time he walked over to my foot and stepped onto my foot and I "elevator"-ed my foot up to my hand so I could transfer him to my shoulder. So it seems like he's starting to know me.

he's not Peeper, he never will be.

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[galbinus-caeli.livejournal.com]

I was amazed when the container for my mother's ashes was no bigger than a medium size soft drink.

Gabe sounds like a bit of a clown.