The Porcupine.
Today we paid tribute to an important member of our life.
The Porcupine.
I didn’t know him well. I didn’t know him at all. The Porcupine.
None of us really knew him well. None of us knew him at all. The Porcupine.
He was already dead when Shiri first saw him. But the kids wanted him to be alive. The Porcupine.
So Shiri decided he was alive.
But then, it was confirmed.
It was actually dead.
The Porcupine.
This morning they buried him.
At least, that is what the neighbor’s boy said.
The Porcupine.
After visiting the “no-longer broken but still need some fixing” bridge,
The Neighbor’s boy insisted we need to go to The Porcupine.
We headed to the burial site of The Porcupine.
There, we all said a few words about The Porcupine.
Because, as Gavahn explained, that what you do when someone dies.
The Porcupine.
Some have called him Porky. The Porcupine.
I think it is a pig’s name. but still.
Rest in Peace.
The Porcupine.