Years ago we had a cat named Smitty. Our daughter had a hamster. I forget his name. Smitty didn’t directly kill it but he harassed it in its cage and the hamster died. We buried it with this epitaph.... Smitty was his bane, Smitty was his sorrow, Smitty wants to dig him up for breakfast tomorrow.
“Smitty was his bane, Smitty was his sorrow, Smitty wants to dig him up for breakfast tomorrow.”
LOL