Last night, our vet tech, Miss Sandy, dropped off Ginger's paw print and a tiny envelope with some of her fur. WHN was at her Women's Renewal group, and knew of the paw print, but not the fur. These treasures now reside, well wrapped up in a runner made by WHN, in her jewelry box, easily accessible. Dad cried when he got these gifts- the fur especially got to him. Ginger was taken to the mortuary yesterday afternoon after 2 PM, and her ashes will be returned to us next Monday. Dad has been busy trying to find the perfect urn for her, and she will stay in our bedroom. We have been taking it one day at a time, and while the crying has started to ease ( WHN is at least presentable to the outside world), the aching hearts have not. Anna Rose is completely lost without Ginger and is getting lots of extra Daddy and Me time. Tasha and Chip are sticking like Velcro to WHN and Thai is being Thai! Thank you for everything - the comments, posts and emails have been of great help and we could not have done this without your love and support.