A couple of days later Beans and I found another grave.
This time there was no doubt, it was someone's beloved pet laid to rest at camp in the desert.
I believe I had said this in the past about your pet dying while away from home during the winter months; that day when it is time to return home, you get in your vehicle, start the engine and drive away leaving your pet behind, alone, buried in the desert. It has to be terrible thinking you have done your grieving only to have it resurface all over again.
I suspect Zeekie died in these past few months because the green candle sitting at an angle in the back would have had the wax melted over to one side due to the high summer heat here.