Thanks. Reading your posts and talking to my mom made me feel lots better. What made me feal really good was that my brother, after reading the entry, wanted to rush over here but had to finish his homework.
The really bad thing is, when I went out to bury it, our big shovel was missing so I had to grab one of the cheap little spades and dig a 2-foot-deep hole in hard dirt with the shoebox with the kitten beside me. Then I noticed a dog sniffing around in the alley and got paranoid and put bricks over the dirt mound just in case.