R.I.P.

As I have said before, we tend to get very attached to things in our family. We have had funerals for cats, birds( yes, Deborah, I did keep the dead bird in the freezer until the boys came to have a funeral),hamsters and even a lizard.
Just before we moved to Idaho in 1984 our beloved Irish Setter died a tragic death( hung herself by her choke chain over the fence as she tried to get a cat). Jon, especially, grieved for many days over the loss. She was his faithful companion ( though also a Dr. Jeckel and Miss Hyde to be honest)
One pet we did not seem to grieve the loss of was the garter snake that Deborah had. We were just tired of him getting out, I guess.
Well today we grieve the loss of yet another thing dear to us, our car. When we got him, we had a family contest to decide on a name. We selected Alexander the Great and Great he was. He replaced Arthur, our first Avalon. We did hate to leave Arthur at the lot and drive away.( what a vivid imagination we have huh?)
When the insurance company called to tell us that the car is totaled and to get the release so they can tow it away, we both cried. Honest we did. It was like releasing a body to the funeral home.
We are left with a cancelled payment book , pictures detailing the crash scene and good memories.
But truth be told, we do know the value of human life over pets and cars and stuff. God sent Jesus to rescue men, not stuff. So, please excuse us while we had an good cry and then get on with loving our family and friends.