Take my advice race fans…don’t die and if you do don’t tell anyone. The cost will kill you if you weren’t dead already.
i’ve been thinking, I have been planting quite a few things in the backyard lately. A silly old feral cat my mother used to feed turned up it’s toes on Friday, and promptly became lawn fodder. Today’s planting was a small skunk who wandered into the yard and liked it so much it died on the spot. I am sure it wouldn’t take all that long and be that much bother to plant my mother, if they’d let me. And I can just hear her voice chastising us for spending so much money on her. But alas it is not my call, society dictates decorum and deference . . . but I still gots me wee shovel just in case.