I met an acquaintance (who I have long thought of as strangely odd) as I was going through the cemetery. I was walking the Furlong dog. In the lawn, right next to the path, was a very ancient tiny stone that I would think thousands of dogs over time had socially networked against.
The Furlong dog, understandably, added his message too. The odd acquaintance walking with me yelled out “No no, NO! not on a GRAVESTONE!” – seriously.
I was completely astonished.
The Furlong dog had DESECRATED a gravestone? For God’s sake!
Mr Furlong laughed when I told him. “What disrespect!” he chuckled.
Enough to raise the dead in fury, I’m sure.
Do you think they CARE?