Bleu's Return

We picked up Bleu's ashes on Friday and in fitting Bleu fashion, they misspelled his freaking name! Blew!?!? Really? But we all feel better now that he's back with us in a way. He sat on the counter while we fixed something to eat, beside the bed last night and he's now perched on our front window sill overlooking the street. Is it creepy? Probably, but we don't care about that right now. Bleu is doing what he would be if he were alive only a lot quieter. We're going to take Lola back down to the river today and walk her around. She played with a buddy this morning, but still doesn't have the constant entertainment that Bleu provided her. Bleu loved Saturdays.