My best friend had this cat that I really didn't like because he was always killing animals and never ate them, just let them die a slow death. I was too young to realise that this was just a cat's nature, so I continued to blame the cat. One day Romeo (the cat) attacked a chipmunk, and left it to die. We tried to nurse it back to health, but eventually he died. We had a huge funeral for him with all the neighborhood kids. I played "Taps" on a kazoo I found, and we had a sunset funeral for the little thing. It was sad at the time, but it's kind of funny looking back on it now.