I can't help thinking of that last journey for him, dragging his half-dead self around the neighbourhood to return to us. It leaves me feeling awful (and incredibly anti-useless-noise-popping Asian firworks!) But I'm glad he was able to feel warmth and love and care in his final moments, and that we're no longer wondering where he ended up.
I like the idea of creating a little herb garden over and around him. Nothing like a chili plant to deter other critters from digging him up. LOL.