Last night’s storm gave way to a clear sunny day. The candle burnt out, the wake for Petey was over. The ground has been well prepared by the rain. Dark, fertile soil, soft, yielded to the shovel. We lined the bottom of the tomb with flowers from the garden. Petey was put inside a well-worn pillow case before we lowered his body into the earth.
Dore read the Kaddish from the book of prayers. Klimey came out and sniffed around the hole. But when we started to push the soil back in she ran back into the house. Cookie stayed inside the whole time. She and Petey were never close.
We put a circle of stones on top to mark the tomb. On a day like this Petey would sun himself on that spot.
