We had a little funeral for Rocks-Anne today. First there was the showing. I presented her lifeless body to the tribe, and then I made a speech, then asked if anyone else had something to say. Hen-Rietta did her little squeak, and Jaffar did a rooster crowing call (as expected) the rest of the birds did their squawking. After the burial, we had a short wake, with meally worms, and two ears of cornIt might help them to know that's she has just disappeared, they can see and understand. Animals are like people, they want to understand and know.
