Mon is home again

I’m just back from the Eko-in where I picked up Mon’s urn. So she is home again, resting next to Hao and Tao.

The locker where Mon's urn was kept, waiting to be picked up. Some people leave their pets there indefinitely.

The locker where Mon’s urn was kept, waiting to be picked up. Some people leave their pets there indefinitely.

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At the exit of the house containing all the urns.

At the exit of the house containing all the urns.

Back at home. From left to right is Mon, Hao and in the large box is Tao's urn

Back at home. From left to right is Mon, Hao and in the large box is Tao’s urn.

At the Eko-in for Mon-chan’s service

Today we brought Mon-chan over to the Eko-in in Ryogoku to leave her for cremation and join with other pet owners in a Buddhist service for their recently passed away friends.

The Eko-in dates back to 1657 and is well know for taking care of deceased pets. The Ryogoku neighborhood is also where the sumo stadium is, as well as the Tokyo History Museum. It’s only 4 stops on the Sobu-line from Shinkoiwa, my station.

The urn with Mon’s ashes should be ready to be picked up on Wednesday.

Here are some photos from today. You can click on individual photos to see them larger.

 

Entrance to the Eko-in

Entrance to the Eko-in

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A special room where we prepare Mon-chan to be left for cremation

A special room where we prepare Mon-chan to be left for cremation

 

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Our last look at Mon-chan

Mon-chan is now ready to be taken inside the inner chamber

Mon-chan is now ready to be taken inside the inner chamber

 

This inner chamber is a cold room where the pet remains are kept until  cremation

This inner chamber is a cold room where the pet remains are kept until cremation

 

Mon-chan is in the tiny box at the far end

Mon-chan is in the tiny box at the far end

 

Some scenes around the grounds while waiting for the ceremony

Some scenes around the grounds while waiting for the ceremony

 

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This statue dates back to 757 - 1,259 years ago

This statue dates back to 757 – 1,259 years ago

This monument was made in Bunka 12 (1815), 201 years ago

This monument was made in Bunka 12 (1815), 201 years ago

 

The entrance to the hall

The entrance to the hall

 

This is the room where the ceremony was held

This is the room where the ceremony was held

 

Each group approached the front and offered prayers as their family name and pet name was called

Each group approached the front and offered prayers as their family name and pet name was called

Some incense for Mon-chan

I lit incense for Mon-chan, who is in the little box on the second shelf. I will take her to the Eko-in in Ryogoku on Sunday for cremation and a brief service. The Eko-in is an old temple going back about 400 years, and is where we did Hao’s cremation back in 2012.

The large box on the upper shelf contain’s Tao’s urn, and the little urn behind the box holding Mon-chan contains Hao’s remains.

Monta does, to my surprise, seem a bit lonely today, like he was looking for Mon-chan to have a squabble with. So I brought him into the office to hang out and he is crawling on my fingers as I’m trying to type this.

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Mon-chan just passed away

Mon-chan just passed away. When I went out earlier today she was fine. I got home a couple of hours ago and I think she was fine then. I was tired and didn’t pay much attention to tell the truth, but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary with either Mon or Monta. I feel guilty now for not looking closer when I got home. Instead I went shopping and came home and had dinner.

Then I went to play with them, as usual after dinner, and saw that Mon was sitting at the bottom of the cage, which she never does. When I went to pick her up she tried to fly but couldn’t. She was jumping and trying to fly.

Then she let me pick her up and she crawled into the palm of my hand, and I brought her back to the office where she seemed to relax in my hand. But after just a bit she went into spasms, which just lasted a few seconds, and passed away. Now she is lying still in my hand as I write this with one hand.

I’m very shocked and depressed. There was no indication she was ill. In fact her lame leg seemed to get better lately.

Mon was 7 years old and had the gentlest spirit I ever saw in a bird.

 

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