Mr. 9 2 Bay is the one who put this one together... Stephen King's Pet Cemetary has got nothin' on us... First... allow me apologize to all you animal lovers out there and assure you that what I'm about to tell you was conducted with the utmost dignity and reverance...
Yes.. I admit it.. we seem to have our own little pet cemetary going on here... with the latest additions, we now have 2 gerbils, 1 dog, a dozen or so barn cats, and various birds, moles, mice and squirrels (which we found laid out on our doorstep courtesy of the barn cats) buried behind our barn. The latest being the gerbils, which were buried in the middle of the night by none other than "the man-Jeff"... They were his girlfriends and after a serious bout of pneumonia took both their short little fluffy lives they were faced with the ultimate pet owner's conundrum... What to do with the 'remains' once "Nibbles", well, bit the big one... The dumpster behind her apartment just didn't seem a fitting fairwell to such beloved pets and due to lots of lovingly fed treats a 'burial in the Porcelin Sea' just wasn't feasible without lots of plunger action resulting in a horrified funeral party and a huge plumber's bill.
So the stiff little fuzz balls were transported via makeshift hearst from Hartford and lovingly laid to rest in the Family Pet Plot... And so the body count continues to rise...
Stephen King would be impressed.
Later...
1 comment:
future archaeologists will have a treat waiting for them around your place. ;o)
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