avery got a lesson in life, and death, today.
one of her hamsters, never very healthy, took its last spin on the hamster wheel.
to her credit, she was very pragmatic about arranging a funeral back behind the garage. she even made sure her brother attended the service. we supplied the little tin, wrapped in a pink bow, and dug the hole. she put the tin in the ground, and covered it with dirt. she picked some hydrangeas and carefully put them in place. then she cried.
i was sad, and i didn't even like the little rat.
apparently i'm moved by the rituals of mortality, no matter who they're for.