On Friday, we had a wonderful evening in Vancouver...we got some shopping done, ate a dinner alone, walked lots downtown then ate a very late desert and had a dreamy hot tub at the hotel. Saturday we slept in and enjoyed breakfast at Caffe Artigiano. I read about them winning a barista award years ago and had always wanted to go. My latte was a work of art and we shared a really nice scone and egg wrap. We finished up some shopping then headed back to Squamish for a surprise party.
Unfortunately while we were on our mini escape, Noah's dear little Sniffles passed away and we got a call from poor Shannon wondering what she should do. The boys were upset and being as clever as she was she had them write some cards and decorate a box. Later we got a text form Shannon saying Sniffles was chilling in the garage for the night and she took the boys to her farm.
Last night we said goodbye and made a little funeral pyre and sent her off in the lake. Luckily our plan worked and the box burned up with little Sniffs inside quite nicely before it sank. Noah slipped off the dock and fell in the lake, I slid on some dog poop and almost landed right in it... but other than that the whole ceremony went off quite nicely. Kelly joined us and helped keep Ryan out of the water. Saying goodbye to a pet isn't easy...Sniffles was a pretty cute rat and very smart, she will be missed.
This is little Sniffs when she was young sleeping on Noah's bed. He carried her around everywhere in his hoodie hood in the beginning. Unfortunately once Ryan arrived Sniffles had to stay in her cage and got a lot less attention. She was gentle but babies put everything in their mouths and she was still a rat after all.
Sniffles loved a good feed of spaghetti.
Letters to send her off with love, and a little ceremony.
A viking style send off. The trees are so dense around here and getting past the root systems and ground rock to dig a grave unfortunately wasn't an option. It's been very wet as well so a cremation on the water was our best option...it was a lovely night to do it.
This brings up the issue of Libby again, our cat who has now been missing for over six months. Liam still waits for her to come home...how long do you go before you face the facts? I have been in denial about the whole thing, she was with us for almost 14 years...I am also still expecting her to show up at the door one day. Any advice??? How would you, or have you handled a missing pet?