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Zorro just passed, peacefully and painlessly in my arms at home…He was my dad’s cat: the last of the litter and the best of the bunch, from a barn box. Secretly, we both knew that this marvelous kitten would help my dad through the grief of his wife, who would pass that summer, and without anyone saying anything we both knew I’d take care of the feisty biter when my dad passed, the following year. I believe he is in the long grass now, already a kitten again, seeking new sights and purring new purrs. He is finding his mama and the teat all over again, in one unending joyous circle. He showed up, every single day, giving all of himself to everything, because that is what cats do, and if we can learn from half of what they offer, and offer it to others, well then, we’re getting somewhere, as humans. I have learned so much from all of you…I could not have gotten him through his golden years without your steady stream of advice, humor and…did I say humor?! Since there are so few vets now where I live I’ll focus on the TNR group, which will gratefully accept anything Zorro has to offer, from medicine, to toys, to catfood. For those of you struggling w/ prednisolone, there will come a moment when it ceases to offer the health and joy to your elder kitty. Zorro and I peered over the cliff of what lay ahead after that and we both said no, let’s ride out on a blaze of glory, ”burn like fabulous Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars,” because for me, quality of Life is what matters, mattered to my Zorro. Run free my buddy, I love you so much.
OM MANI PADME HUM
OM MANI PADME HUM