GEORGIE: A POSTSCRIPT

Georgie's ashes arrived at our house from the animal crematory yesterday, ignominiously enclosed in a small cardboard box. We are thinking to scatter them in the "jungle" at the bottom of our back garden, where he loved to adventure and, on occasion, to our dismay, would discover a skunk hidden in the ivy. There must be many rotting tennis balls down in the undergrowth, and it seems fitting that Georgie's remains should rest there, amongst them. But that's for another day...