1. We bury Carla next to her brother Carbon at the bottom of the garden. Boron is on the other side of Carbs and beyond him, we dig a little hole for Sili’s ashes* – Lala wouldn’t have wanted to be too near Sils. The original pride back together again. I’ll plant cat nip and cat grass there this summer.
1b. The pick axe’s smooth handle.
1c. The soil is perfect: a mix of sand and fine compost which is strangely stone free.
2. It’s such a nice change to not have to dry off a muddy dog following our walks.
3. We pick THE BEST film to watch and are wheezing with laughter by the end of it – even after the end of it, just remembering the craziness.
3b. We don’t know how to top it – we can’t top it – but with Cocoon, we give it a good go.
* Silicon died just before we moved here so we had her cremated. Her ashes have been in a bag, in a box, in a box, in a bag, in a bag (we didn’t realise there were so many layers), since then because we hadn’t got around to scattering them – but it seemed right now.
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