#cat urns
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studioswitchum · 1 year ago
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In-progress, Urn for Squeak the cat. 31.5cm tall as is. She passed last November but I couldn't work on her urn as I was devastated by her departure. Still tear up looking at her pictures as references.
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claypigeonpottery · 6 months ago
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sold
an urn for a beloved cat
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shiftythrifting · 4 months ago
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An Elsa with interesting makeup, four Frozen dolls who need some therapy, an awesome cat cane, a teddy bear from an unfortunately-named advertisement campaign, a $20 pet urn with NO ASHES (I checked!!! It was empty!!!), a guide to craft sad child dolls, eyeless Michael ‘Mickey’ Mouse, and the happy bride and groom.
Found at Op Shops in Queensland, Australia.
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shihlun · 2 years ago
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新技術 31 
1940年(昭和15)12月
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catboytenya · 1 month ago
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Everyone shut the fuck up about shipping discourse. Everyone look at the sleepies. Also ignore my bugs in the background.
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snarky-does-art · 5 months ago
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He’s been too happy lately
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sophisticatedswifts · 1 year ago
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This was on my tiktok for you page
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wittyworm · 1 year ago
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didnt realize i was laying in a pile of ants for like 30 minutes cause they just kinda left me alone??
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studioswitchum · 1 year ago
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Squeak's urn. In-progress.
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nthflower · 3 months ago
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The trinity desk project is so fucking funnyyyyy but also I love the vibes of it.
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elsmysteryworld · 7 months ago
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Living-room, 18/2/24
When sadness overtakes me
There's an ache in my bones.
I bleed the blue of my tears and the green of the forest
There's a pit in my stomach and knives in my eyes
As i sit across a shelf holding the words of my childhood:
'1001 days out with your kids'
A curled up cat carved into an urn
A lego set
A folder labelled 'Safer Places.'
My mouth feels dry
My mum sits across from me
My father's many towns away.
I'll be free of violence and nausea
The aches will leave and, one day,
I will bleed red.
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darkanimas · 9 months ago
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Suddenly have the most intense urge to draw the Bloodborne cast as cats.
Alas, I cannot draw 😔
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xxhatchetxx · 2 years ago
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I literally wear this sweater everyday to the point that its apart of me now
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beepbeepdespair · 1 year ago
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unlimitedhorsepower · 1 year ago
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How am I supposed to write in this toxic living environment
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luckypoppymilliemama · 1 year ago
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TW: pet death, grief, over all sad theme, Poppy
Every day Millie is searching for Poppy. Lucky isn’t a cuddler like Poppy was with Millie. Poppy would never turn Millie away, even when she was sick; she would lay there in pain with her sister and lick her face or paws, cleaning her. It was the sweetest thing. Those girls were not only litter mates, they were best friends. Bonded. I don’t know if Millie knows Poppy has gone over the rainbow bridge. I just know she misses her sister.
We had this little “cave” set up for Poppy when she got sick. It was basically a rectangle beanbag chair propped up with a laundry bin and a chair. It was somewhere she could “hide” but still be easily accessed and seen. Millie wouldn’t go in the cave, but would peek in and see if her sister was there any time she walked past. We took it down this past weekend because there was no reason to have the set up because no one was using it. We put the beanbag chair in between the laundry bin and the chair, but on the floor. Millie has been trying to get under and behind the beanbag chair to see if Poppy is trapped under there. We let her see that she’s not, but she still checks a few times a day.
Millie also has been going into Poppys “house” - a square cat block with an entrance in one side so the cats could climb in there and hide out. Poppy was the only one to use the internal part. Lucky and millie would sleep on the top of it. Since Poppy has been gone, Millie sniffs the inside, and climbs all the way in, flopping over with a sigh.
Millie has been so much more clingy, too. I’m her “purrson”, so she’s always been snuggly with me snd standoffish with everyone else, but now Millie is even more vocal and constantly needs my love. I think it’s a comfort/grief thing for the both of us.
I miss Poppy girl, too. I keep taking out the little container of her fur and her paw prints and just cuddle them since it’s all I have right now. Once I get her ashes back I’m gonna have to find a way to wear a tiny bit 24/7.
Does anyone have any recommendations for those who make jewelry with cremains? Or who makes little urn jewelry? Always appreciate any recommendations to sellers/jewelers you’ve actually used vs a friends store, bug I’ll even take those recommendations-just let me know if you’ve used them or not.
Poppy was such a good girl. She did not deserve to be so sick, in so much pain, being so young. She hadn’t even fully grown yet.
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