I don't have any little pink socks myself, but as a symbolic gesture I've buried one of my own socks in my parents' back yard this morning - right next to poor Isabel, who I ran over, and on the other side of Romeo, who I also ran over but with a different vehicle, and below Rodah, who Matt Woo ran over.

I'll never forgive you for running her over Matt Woo. I loved that cat.