I read a haunting account several years ago about a multi-dog house where the oldest dog died. The others trooped into the living room and sat in a ring around the late dog's cushion, quiet for about half an hour. The author concluded that it must have been their equivalent of a wake.
And you never have to get them a lawyer, and pay for it.
And you never have to get them a lawyer, and pay for it.

Mrs. Wallnut
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