Trying to decide what to do with Joey’s ashes has been a
little challenging. I lean toward symbolic and maybe a little ironic settings. Most
importantly, we want to spread his ashes at places where he loved to be, and at
places where we know we will be back to visit. Yesterday, Trey and I went back to a beach we
fell in love with this past spring, but of course, being in California ,
there are “NO DOGS” signs posted up everywhere. California
has so many rules posted everywhere. They should just have a sign posted when
you cross the boarder that reads “HAVE NO FUN AND LIKE IT!” We felt it fitting
to spread some of his ashes at this beach. He would have loved it there.
There is another beach where we want to spread his ashes
because we had a hilarious moment there with him. This particular beach allowed
dogs “on leash”, but most people just let their dogs run free, so we followed
suit. Joey was behaving in his normal ways. He loved the beach. He loved to
swim and chase birds. I don’t know if he had been in the car too long that day,
but when it came time to leave the beach, I picked his leash up off the sand
and he flipped out. He started running, no, sprinting 100ft circles on the
beach! He ran over peoples blankets, and he ran up to this little girl, stomped
in the sand covering her with water and sand. She started crying. The look on
her face was priceless. Trey and I had no idea what to do. We just kept yelling
out his name telling him to stop, but he was full on CRAZY. People were
laughing. Even the people whose blankets were now covered in sand. Joey could
be a real ham, and if he wanted us to know something, then he would do what
ever it took to get our attention. We still look back on that day, laugh and
wonder what he was thinking.
I would suggest keeping a small portion for yourselves as a remembrance.
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