How sad

I found this poor boy outside my house after I’d finished taking my outdoor Christmas lights down. He’d been gone for some time, I don’t know why. I didn’t move him for now but I couldn’t see any wounds on him and I doubt whether the few cold nights we’ve had lately would have been bad enough to have seen him off.

Maybe someone poisoned him, but I now know who’s been taking the scraps left in the bowl overnight after I’ve fed the raggedy dog who often visits me for food and company, as she did today.

But anyway, I won’t just throw the poor little soul’s body over the fence and into the trees. I’ll give him a decent burial more fitting for an animal who’s lived his whole life, short though it was, in Nature in the wild.