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If you are thinking about digging up the yard and planting some stuff, you should be aware that there are many animals who are experiencing their eternal rest in our yard.  Here is a brief itemization:

• Fluffah the cat.  Right in front of the house, next to the rosebush, with the flowering quince on top.
• Silas the guinea pig.  In the current garden plot, front left corner.  Has tulips on top of him, along with a cement stone that may or may not still be there when you move in.  Silas was the sweetest guinea pig on earth.  He was black and white striped, with tufty fur.  He had terrible health issues, including circulation problems and bumblefoot, and died very young.  He loved to have his chin scritched.  Sworn enemies with Allball.
  
• Sweetums the guinea pig.   Right side yard.  Unmarked grave.  Sweetums was all black, slightly high strung, and very sweet.  He was best friends with Angel and tolerated Silas like an older brother.  He and Allball were sworn enemies.
  
• Angel the guinea pig.  To the right of Silas, towards the front of the garden.  Cement grave marker.  Angel was a really nice gigantic white guinea pig who was Sweetums' best bud.  Also sworn enemies with Allball.
  
• Mona and Allball the guinea pigs.  In the fenced area of our back yard.   Unmarked grave.  These two were buried together because they had an inordinate interest in one another, which could never be realized due to the potential for pregnancy.  Allball was sworn enemies with all of the boy guinea pigs.  He was a grouchy old brown and white man who lived a long life for a guinea pig.  Mona was the black and white female equivalent of Allball.  She was bossy and bitchy and liked to talk.  She lorded over the girl's cage in a reign of terror until her untimely and unexpected demise from what seemed to be a heart attack.  
  
• Sajak the cat.  In the back yard under the maple tree.  Unmarked grave, which is just as he would have wanted it.  He liked to keep a low profile.  He was a smiling cat, very timid, and the only cat we've ever had that would let you scritch his belly.   He disappeared when he wanted to die, and we found him in our neighbor's yard the next day.