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.
Poor old Zeekie. Must be a very sad farewell, especially if the pet is their sole travelling companion.
A nice grave for a beloved pet.
I think Zeekie was a very good boy. RIP someone's beloved pet.
I've seen where people buried their pets on Mt. Tam, only to have wild animals dig them up. I always wonder if they ever go back and find out what happened.
That's a nice grave, he was loved.
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