Day 10- Post Blackie's death.

 

Day 10- today I wanted to uncover the styrofoam that covers blackie's burial site but the clouds were really grey. So I didn't want to. 

The syrofoam keeps his burial site dry from the rain, until I'm sure his body has gone through the entire gas deflation stage. 

Today, my appetite is better than the first seven days. I can only have so much congee. 

Initially I wanted to have the semi buffet at the hotel, but mum has a sore throat, so went to get herself some congee. 

I wanted to have CKT but the shop selling it has moved out of Bloomsvale food court. 

I find myself hugging Blackie's pillow rather than Thor's. I love them both, but at the moment it's Blackie I want to cuddle.