Bittersweet Day

The Great Mouse Hunt is officially over! This morning, I went to the pantry to grab a box of cereal and was surprised to see the mouse caught in the sticky trap. You see, Cj had grown fond of having a mouse around. If you remember, he wanted it captured so that he could keep it in his room. I tried the humane way, but with no success. Since we haven't seen him in a while, I just kinda forgot about it....until about two weeks ago, I saw, achem, evidence of his little crumb crunching self and I put out sticky traps - one under the sink and one in the pantry. This morning, he was got. I yelled when I saw him and Cj had to look. I warned him and provided all the parental guidance I knew how, but he had to look. I took a pic for my readers but its so sad. (so to protect "Jerry's" dignity, I will not post it)
Any way, Cj insisted on a funeral. Which we did. It was a private viewing and service. Cj wrote the epitaph and said a silent prayer at the gravesite so it was all done right - like Cj said, "Just like John Wayne would have done." And he's probably right......