Neighbor L does the flowers for the dogs she knows about. Lately she gives Boot Hill (which is due for a major upgrade, by the way. Stay tuned.) more maintenance than I do.
When I buried LB my back was out and I couldn’t finish the grave, so D came and helped me with his backhoe/loader. We ended up with a big mound on the grave which I left there in fear of scavengers, even though LB was so big we made sure the grave is nice and deep. So I finished the marker some time ago but the weather went goopy and then my back went out and I forgot and this glove’s too big and the sun’s in my eyes and shut up. Anyway, now the grave is smoothed out and the headstone’s in place.
LB was a dork, but he certainly earned his place on Boot Hill. By coincidence I was working on the grave when Neighbor L happened by and stopped to chat. She pointed to the empty spot on the line between Ghost and LB and asked, “who’s going there?”
“That one’s mine,” I said.
Well done, that’s a pretty nice marker. Probably more than I’ll rate when it’s my time, lol.
And once again, I’m sorry for your loss.
Closure.
Good job. Yeah, the sun gets in my eyes a lot also.