I received Sacha's cremains back Monday, and did the first scattering where she enjoyed her last day out: Edmonds Beach. Today was the first scattering during a bike ride, my normal 20 out n' back to Marymoor Park. I picked a spot on the south banking of the velodrome -
conveniently next to a survey marker:
The mountain was out, too:
On the way home I ran into a buddy, Lee, riding in the opposite direction. I decided some extra mileage (and a couple climbs) couldn't hurt and joined him in heading for points south for another hour or so before peeling off and making for home for real.
The riding is making the transition easier, but I still walk in the door expecting my little furball to greet me with that special "where's my dinner?" meow. Ain't happening, I know. Just going to take some more time.
DD