I picked up Leo’s remains from our vet office. They handed me the bag, carefully filled with tissue, and I barely made it out the door before bursting into fresh tears. The weight of it undid me. I left the bag untouched over night because I didn’t know what I was going to do with what was inside. This morning I pulled the tissue out, still unsure what would come next. I was surprised to find not a simple cardboard box of ashes as I was expecting, but a beautifully carved wooden box. The perfect vessel for my Leo. The perfect place for it on a shelf next to his picture. The comfort of it is immense. Thank you so much for taking care of my dog.