"I have a Friend who wants to meet you. She's very fond of golden kitties and has infinite catnip."
After that, we said good-bye, and countgeiger sent her on her way. We shrouded her in linen, wrapping catgrass and catnip in with her.
Once we buried her, I planted more of each on top...for Sigdrifa, for George, and for all the cats in that yard, for there are by now quite a few.
Then we went home.