So, the keeper came home tonight
and dug a new grave in Kittyrood.
I watched her. But Cecil wasn't there.
There was only the daphne surrounding us with sweetness and other flowers which had bloomed while we weren't looking.
I understand she will bring Cecil home tomorrow and we'll have a private burial service in the later afternoon. It will be hard to lay our good friend to rest. We have flowers and candles and his favorite blanket and toys, as well as a new grave marker.
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