Okay, so my very old cat Grendel died in December. He was 17 or so, had a great run, and finally passed quietly in the back yard. I buried him in his favorite sun spot. The day I buried him, the dogs (Mina and Daisy) took an interest in the freshly tilled soil and decided to unearth him. I reburied him, and covered the spot with a layer of old
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Blech.
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But you're disgusting.;)
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