The girls and I went to this classic American funeral home in Tigard this morning, to choose some urns and pay for services and death certificates.
The girls enjoyed playing with this sweet little dog (as did I --
dachshunds were a big part of my boyhood).
I've included this picture of Razz in front of the funeral home because she's close to death herself, given how hard I've been driving her. She's scheduled for the car hospital tomorrow.
We call this our "time capsule," an art deco feature that came with the house (hides a chimney). Every household needs a place to display mementos. To the left on the wall is our Quaker marriage certificate.
The girls and I went to this classic American funeral home in Tigard this morning, to choose some urns and pay for services and death certificates.
The girls enjoyed playing with this sweet little dog (as did I -- dachshunds were a big part of my boyhood).
I've included this picture of Razz in front of the funeral home because she's close to death herself, given how hard I've been driving her. She's scheduled for the car hospital tomorrow.
We call this our "time capsule," an art deco feature that came with the house (hides a chimney). Every household needs a place to display mementos. To the left on the wall is our Quaker marriage certificate.
