When Shelly was in high school she had a business, as she tells me, called Shelly's Shrubs. She had her dad's truck, a shovel, and all the mini-shrubs one could ever want or need from the one farm of theirs' nicknamed "The Airport". She drummed up business, and put in shrubs at houses and cottages in need. In fact there is a nice Shelly's Shrub that is now 15 foot long, 8 foot high, and 3 feet thick at my old house on Quebec street that started off looking like a 15 year-olds' facial hair. Beaser has a Shelly's Shrub to tie into an area in need at his house too. By all accounts his is doing fantastically. Now these were installed much later then her formative high school years, but the point is her work was pretty good. Shelly has always been quite the entrepreneur..... Why she toils at teaching is anyone's guess. Well she is back into it again with a new business plan.
So one thing led to another and Shelly is firing up some beads with Rover's ashes glassed within. The beads were going to go to the daughter who was away at school or whatever. The daughter wasn't there in-the-end, if you will, when the dog died, and this was meant to be a little piece of memory I suppose.
Word gets out, Shelly is taking cremated ashes now from this dog, and that cat, and low and behold has even worked with ashes of a person. So she is quite proud of her work and has since made a few logos to represent her craft.
At any rate - As I have been busy washing and vacuuming my new truck, Shelly has been holed up in the basement making memories and keepsakes. I don't believe her new business is incorporated, registered, licensed, or insured - hell it may even be illegal? But that is what's going on with her exploits these days.... I can tell you all of her customers have been very happy in the finished product.
I wonder when the next season's auditions for Dragon's Den will happen?