It was very sad, but yes I did take some little pieces of his fur and I had saved a couple whiskers that fell out over the years. The fur and whiskers are in a very tiny little bag by his urn. The poem is on a sheet of paper that is light blue with white clouds on it, which is framed and sitting behind the urn. The little bag is by the urn. It was very hard for me to take the fur, but I just telling myself it will be ashes later. Now, I am glad that I have it. Thank you for your kind words, and I am so sorry for your loss.