Mischief is home...he lays on the table next to our bed...I feel comfort inside to know that he will never leave again...

the box they were going to put his ashes in was supposed to be mahogany...but when we got there to pick him up, laying on the alter table was a beautiful marble urn with a pick rose inlaid on the top...it brought tears to my eyes...

the woman who owns the crematory said she wanted to do some extra special for Mischief...little did she know that pink is my favorite color...it was most appropriate and it befits him so well...

they gave us a green bag with a special poem written in behalf of Mischief, a white candle with gold flecks inside, a vase with a white silk flower, the certificate of cremation, and locks of his fur in a plastic baggie...they truley were so sincere and made us feel at ease...

R.I.P. Mischief Rae Mee..."As you frolick over the Rainbow Bridge...know one day you will see us and we will be able to hold you again"...FOREVER LOVED BY YOUR MOMMY AND DADDY