My husband found this dead mouse in our shed yesterday. It must have climbed into a large paint bucket and been unable to escape.
After my exclamation of sympathy, he suggested I might want to photograph it for the blog, which I thought was a great idea (he knows me well)! One of the boys grabbed the camera and took a photo, then proceeded to make a little grave marker with a piece of wood and a permanent pen. If you click on the picture, you'll see the words better.
The mouse's little body is now interred underneath our forsythia bush, which is just coming into bloom.