But this is an illustration of me burying my cat as a kid. Listen, yes it's weird, but like I said, I had a lot of cats growing up. I got to thinking about the house I grew up in and the new people who live in it now. We buried SO many of our deceased pets (of which there were many) in the backyard. I feel bad for them if they ever go digging.
Anyway, I never had to bury a cat alone, but my very first encounter with loss was my beloved black cat Rebel. I guess this would represent a lot of different things; not just that initial loss, but the many that have followed. This will be another one for the PeaceLove show.