My dad had a leather stuffed dog he got from his mother when he was a kid. He held onto it for his entire life. When he went to his mother's funeral when she di

My dad had a leather stuffed dog he got from his mother when he was a kid. He held onto it for his entire life. When he went to his mother's funeral when she died in her 90s, he brought the leather dog with him and placed it in her coffin -- symbolically to act as a sort of guardian/psychopomp in the hereafter. It was one of the most beautiful partings with a cherished object I'd ever heard of.