Dead Cats

I woke up this morning and look out the kitchen window. The neighbors cat is laying in my backyard. The cat spends more time at my house than his. I am not a big cat fan but this cat is okay. I rummage around for something to eat and look out the window again. Cat hasn't moved. I look closely. The cat appears wet. I keep looking and it hits me. That cat is dead. Great. I go ahead and get ready for church. I keep hoping the neighbors will see the cat and take care of it. I notice that both the neighbors cars are still in the driveway. They always leave for church before me. Guess somebody is sick (besides the cat). I figure by the time I get home the cat will be gone. Go to church, eat, come home just now. Cat is still here. I notice another neighborhood kid feeding the first neighbors dogs. Uh oh. I walk over to see where the kid is. He informs me that they are gone for a week. I tell him about the cat. He looks at me like, "What do you want me to do?" Looks like I will be burying a cat in a few minutes. Do I bury it in their yard or mine? This sucks.