I’ve never had to dig a grave before, and I happen to have popped around to see a friend as she was coming back from the vets having just had her cat put down.
It was very sudden, it didn’t seem that there was anything wrong with him except for a runny eye, but it was actually a large tumor behind the eye.
I dug a hole for Chin beside the shed (and his brother who had died about a year ago) and marked the spot with a small slab held in place by a stone dragon. It was very sad.
What? Why Bother? 