Afternoon View - Ripley's Box

As I mentioned this morning, I'm spending a few days at the Fort Lauderdale home of my ex and his partner. While they were at work today I noticed that they'd placed the Xmas stocking embroidered with my late cat's name on the box containing his ashes. (We always had stockings for the pets.) I left Ripley with Ken when I moved and he passed away just a few months ago after 20 years of being a spectacularly weird and happy cat. It's a good thing I was alone when I found the box.