I collected my cat Kesey’s hair for years, knowing that some day he would no longer be around and thinking that I might spin the hair into a yarn memento or something similar. He was an awesome little dude and with me from the day he was born until the day he died, seventeen years later. That approach, of keeping his shed fur, just seemed more suitable for me than an urn of ashes or a stuffed cat (not that I’m knocking those - just different strokes for different folks).
Kesey is now gone and I’m inspired to check out this book - thanks for sharing it, and sharing Jane’s work!
