At the base of Corona Heights, there's a preschool and playground with a low wall where kids (apparently) paint gravestones for their departed pets. There are cats, dogs, crickets, goldfish--lots of goldfish. It's sad, sweet, touching, kind of funny...and maybe a little creepy. I'm not sure.
One thing I am certain of: if I ever get a pet, I'm naming it Scorchio.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Here Lies Scorchio
Posted by Tom Hilton at 8:02 AM
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