good dogs have their reward

Today was what we will forever call "puppy weather" - cold, windy, and snowy, the best kind of day when you're an Alaskan malamute. Although Georgia died a year ago and we had her body cremated, we had never done anything with her ashes. Should they be buried in the yard of the house we were about to sell? Should they be scattered along the Grant Creek trail where she spent her puppyhood or around the Elk Grove pond where she loved to swim as an old dog?

Today, John and I scattered Georgia's ashes in the woods along the Continental Divide (elevation at the road: 6393 feet) where we hiked to from near Homestake Lake in Montana. It was 29 degrees and snowing, the first real snowfall of the season.

Thank you, Georgia, for every day of the ten short years you shared with us. You will always be missed and always fondly remembered, especially when it's puppy weather.
- posted by pioneergirl at 12:57 AM