I saw this one the other day - the brother posting it didn't claim credit for it, so I have no idea who deserves it
I thought it was an excellent illustration though! The brother posted:
I didn't write this
Digging Up Old Bones (Cats)
I had a neighbor--an easy-going type of guy--who dearly loved
cats. One day, one of his cats darted across the street in front of me
and wham! I hit it and killed it instantly. I felt bad, and thought--
should I just hide it or tell him? Well, I picked up the cat and
carried it to the neighbor's front door, rang the bell; he opened it,
and there I stood with his favorite cat lying dead in my hands. I
was at a loss for words and finally just said, "I'm sorry that I hit
your cat--he just came out of nowhere and ..." He looked at me,
looked at the cat, and said, "I knew it had to happen one of these
times, and what's done is done." I offered to bury the animal, I
even offered to find him another cat. He said, "No, this cat could
never be replaced." I told him that I was sick to my stomach, and
he told me to just go my way and not to think about it--what was
done is behind us now. Just get on with your life and I will do the
same.
I left, and after getting home, I watched as my neighbor took the
cat, carried it out into the backyard, tenderly laid it on the grass,
dug a little grave and carefully buried it...all except the tail! He
returned to the house and that was that.
Days went by, weeks went by, a month went by, and when I would
look over into his yard, there was that cat's tail on top of the
ground, just as when he buried it. Finally, I went over and knocked
on his door and asked, "I see you buried your cat in the backyard.
Is everything going ok for you since his death?" "Yes, everything
is fine. Life goes on, you know." I then continued with, "May I ask
you a very personal question?" "Sure, I don't mind." "Well, I
noticed that you buried everything except the cat's tail. Is that a
small reminder for you of your dear cat?" "Yes, it is. Here, let me
show you why I did that." He and I walked out to where the cat
was buried. He then looked me square in the eyes and said, "The
next time you come over here and complain about some problem
you have with me or the way that I live my life, I am going to
reach down and grab that cat's tail and pull him up out of the
ground and hold it up and say back to you, "Do you remember
when you killed my cat?"
Doesn't this present a most disgusting picture in your mind? Well,
this is what it is like every time we "dig up the past" and then
wave it in the face of our brother or sister, husband, wife, child, or
whoever. What is done is done, it is buried; leave it in the ground,
all of it! Don't dig up the past; it hurts everyone, including the
person digging it up, because it kindles old wounds.