I thought it was hard to bury Cameron on Friday. It was hard to bury him again on Saturday. But before I tell you that peculiar story, I would like to thank everyone for the kind facebook and blog comments and emails. I do intend to thank each of you individually after I recover from the past two days.
Zoolatry Human for sending this lovely graphic after our Friday post.
We Bees Siameezers made this lovely graphic on imikimi for us. Thank you, Ingrid.
Late that night all the dogs in our corner started barking. It was more intense than usual. The 2 dogs next door could be heard scratching and beating at their wooden fence. I had a hard time getting my dogs inside but they finally came. There was nothing to be seen and I wasn't about to go back near the alley late at night. And whatever the ruckus, it was out of sight.
I was up with Marcus about 3 times during the night. Each time he went out to the container and stared toward the corner of the wooden fence. He didn't want to come back inside.
A coyote can leap over a six foot pen. It can climb a chain link fence. There are coyotes in this area. I saw one for myself last August or September. Cameron was gone!
Marcus was so happy to have Cameron back. I tried to dig deeper but couldn't, so I wrapped Cameron in two plastic bags and tied them closed. Then I moved the dog house over the grave and perched a container on top to discourage any idea of using the dog house as an entrance or exit aid. Marcus is quite the athlete.
Marcus became attached to Cameron the last couple of months and is acting out his stress. He started three fights with Sam (one included Buddy) before breakfast Saturday and two more last night. I hope all the Funny Farmers will calm down soon and there won't be any more midnight raids in the back pen. And definitely no more grave digging!