A Visit to Acacia

The keeper missed my breakfast this morning.  She finally woke up at 12:30, and I had felt sorry for her and didn't want to wake her up.  Once she got out of bed and fed me, she finally decided to go out walking.  Her lungs hurt so she didn't want to go too far.  She decided to check out Acacia Cemetery.  Besides, she figured if she dropped dead there, she would save time.

The cemetery was abuzz with people placing flowers and flags in the little vases, with staff in golf carts helping people find their loved ones' graves.   The veterans' sections were filled with touching scenes...older women placing flowers on a recently deceased husband's plot, children placing flags on grandfathers' graves.

But capitalism was not  taking a holiday.  As she was leaving, she noticed a new section had been opened up, Plum Garden, and they had the Memorial Day special going!