Beatrice

After church on Sunday I discovered that my two year-old Hamster named Beatrice was dead. Dad dug a little hole by our fence next to our clubhouse. I went up stairs to find a little box for her little body. I didn't want to be the one to pick her up and put her in the box so Dad did that too. I didn't feel too sad or teary until Dad started putting dirt back in the hole. But Dad, being Dad tried to make me feel better. Later in the day Dad put a little stepping stone on top of the mound,like a headstone. I wrote with aqua blue paint I painted "Here Lies Beloved Beatrice". All and all Beatrice was a good Hamster.