We held a backyard funeral for Oscar the dachshund. I delivered a memorial about squirrels, ear scritches, and bacon.
Our toddler loved him fiercely. I asked if he wanted to add anything. He knelt, patted the grave, and offered, “Just, ‘Good boy.'”
He always did know what Oscar liked best.
Beth is a whirling dervish who pauses now and again to write something. Her blog can be found at sideglimpses.blogspot.com and she can be found drinking coffee.