RIP Wyatt

dang. all the photos uploaded in reverse order & I can't get them to rearrange. Oh well. bear with me!

"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to say goodbye to Wyatt the mole. He was alive and was living his life until Penwiper killed him." and thus went the funeral in our yard today!
PW brought a snack home last night & Murray took it away from him. We weren't entirely sure if the thing was dead at the time so didn't want to chance it reviving in our garbage can. Instead, Murray put it out in the front yard so it could make its escape if it had just been playing possum.

Apparently it wasn't! Today we had Teena & Boo as well as Julie and her girls over for a swim and a visit. Sweetie had gotten cold so went in to get dried and changed. She spent some time on her outfit and her hair and then came back out to play. Imagine my delight as she marches in with her gardening gloves to show THIS to all our guests!!!!!
Luckily everyone was fascinated with the little corpse and gathered round to check it out. I believe a fight broke out at one point when Sweetie was hogging the cadaver and others weren't getting a turn holding it. The sensible mothers gathered their children and got out of here at that point.
My three began planning the burial and funeral. We dug a hole and put the body in and covered it up. Then they decorated the grave with stones, flowers and a stick for the cross. Now, you can't have an animal funeral without proper guests so they ran in and "invited" some of their closest friends to attend.

We can't remember how it came about, but they decided to name the mole "Wyatt". They were very solemn as I took pictures of the gravesite and the "funeral". I didn't realize there was more planned for the service until Murray told me about it later. I had gone in to check on supper but he said it was quite involved. They even had a eulogy as each girl spoke about Wyatt and shared what little they knew about him!