it’s official; bonnie has gone to a better place

siggimus packed him up in the spaceous rear of the the musmobile & drove off to garður, a wee small place (if you can call it that), about half a village that’s actually called garden! & handed the poor little annoying feathered bugger over to a woman who told siggimus in quite a number of words & an extremely hoarse voice that her kid & the two humongous drooling puppies would not eat bonnie

at most lick him a little

or drool on him a bit

he will be missed, but this has to be