Today we had our first pet burial. Mimi Melanie bought a fish, Skittles, when Hunter was maybe 2. Today she no longer moved her gills...the only thing that had moved in a while. So, out we went with a post-hole digger, a cardboard jewelry box, and a floppy fish. We put her 6 feet, I mean inches under and covered her up. I paraphrased the "dust to dust" passage and asked Hunter if she wanted to pray and thank God for Skittles.
"Dear Lord. Thank you for Skittles (voice breaking, sniffles starting). We know you've brought these two dogs to heaven (the Brown's previous 2 black labs buried there), so please, Lord, (tears falling now), please bring Skittles to heaven too! Amen"
At this point I am trying to hide my chuckles but still peek at her and I see her catch her tears on her finger, lower her hand and shake the tears off onto the fresh grave. Several times. Ah, my darling. How I adore you.
