A farewell to 'Path' the mouse...

... who died of cat-claw stab wounds in the path next to the school I work(ed) in on Liberton Brae. It's the first funeral I've ever been to where I'd never met the being that had died, untill a tear-soaked child handed me the body.

We dug a 6 inch deep hole, lowered the corpse, said an atheist prayer-style message, and covered him/her, before planting the headstone and decorating the site with wild flowers.

On the way back to school we found a dead rabbit... but it was time for lunch...