Funeral

Memorial for the dead mouse in the corner.


"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to say goodbye to mousie. He (maybe she) was a good mouse, small....furry...and gray. I still remember the time when she/he sustained him/herself on a powerbar for three months. It was a truly heroic effort...well simply because we all now how disgusting powerbars are. We thought you hand only gone for a trip dear mousie had we known you were lying there decomposing we would have come to take you to the green bin much sooner. So to the big compost heap you go. You're in a better place now, in mouse heaven where mice roam free in the hills of cheese and where you can laugh at cats from afar. Farewell, dear mousie."