Dutch Interred

Zootsie and Shovels-without-shoes came over today and helped inter Dutch. He's been in his kitty coffin in the back of my car for a day or so, and I was a little afraid that there might be stinkiness, but there wasn't.

After the hole had been dug by the talented Mr. Shovels, I opened the kitty coffin and just had to laugh out loud! They'd put his little body in this bag: (which they hadn't done for Phoebe in January)

Too funny. I liberated him from this tacky plastic shroud - I mean, please. So now he and she are side by side in front of the Fragrant Osmanthus in my back yard where they'll give me and everyone pleasure at blossom time.

So, piddle pads are off the couch, cushions and covers are soaked in enzyme solution, then off to the cleaners for cleaning. Food bowls are up and ready to give to the Humane Society. Little House is once again back to single occupancy mode.



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