This is temporary until I find a proper urn for Frodo’s ashes. But at least everything is together in one place.
I miss my Frodo so much. I miss his chirpy meows. I miss his purrs. I miss him laying on my chest when I’m suffering a migraine. I miss him sitting on my lap as I try to draw/paint.
Rest in peace my sweet baby. You are no longer in pain, so please rest.
2011-2025