Because of the many requests for a decent burial for the dearly departed cousin of Scruffy, I have been shamed into arranging a funeral. Here is the evidence. It was a festive occasion. Scruffy said a few appropriate words. Hound Dog played "Taps" on his steel guitar, and followed it up with his rendition of "Alvin and the Chipmunks."
There was not a dry eye in the yard. Scruffy wants to thank all of you for the love he feels coming his way. Instead of sending flowers, Scruffy asks that you put as many hits as possible on Reggie Girl's animal shelter post.
So long, rodent with a bushy tail. R.I.P.