Be fitting…
The picture of the stone circle is near next to the hole in the
ground for which my sister and i dug this morning…. last night we
walked around the neighborhood.. tho when we came to the corner of
Carol and Donald Curtis we noted the cat was indeed still there… so
with the aid of a rubber glove and a plastic bag we collected the
rigor mortis feline and i proceeded to carry it with me for the
remainder of the walk… when we got home tho neither of us really
had an idea of what to do at the moment so we put the poor thing in
our trash can. This morning however as the sun began to rise on such a
bitter December day… we took of this cat to whom he belonged is
beyond us….. but we dug into the earth and placed within the body of
a cat we didn’t even know… yet we still cried…. i can only imagine
the sight to be seen on such a sunny winter morning with people such
as my sister and i digging holes in the back yard……well our
anonymous kitty has been laid to rest his grave marked by a stone. it
still tears me apart tho, to think that this was some ones loving pet
and yet it was let to lay dead in disgrace on the side of the
road… not a man nor woman would so much as even look upon it much
less weep for it…. maybe my sister and i are over emotional…
*without a doubt in some many circumstances…* however…. no one els
even had the decency to remove it from common observation… or may
be they just don’t care…..
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Usstan tlun l’ phlith nindel ssinssrigin dos lu’ l’ ssrigg’tul nindel
jivviimen dos