The blanket part hit me hard. When my boy died, I wrapped him in a blanket, sat outside on a bench hugging him and waited for my husband to dig his grave. We had a Scottie statue which now sits on his grave in the yard. RIP Mick. I still can cry thinking of him 10 years later.
Not all people who use cars are stupid. Some of us are unlucky enough not to be able to ride a bike or walk any distance. Get a grip and access your kindness gene.
LOVED IT!