Tuesday 21 June 2016

Post No. 883 - In Memorium: Luna

For our beautiful girl cat Luna, who had a rough start in life before she came to us for seven years of being loved, before her heart gave out on the Day of the Moon, Eve of the Winter Solstice and the Night of the Full Moon. May her dancing tail never stop, her meditations be calm and fruitful, and her telling off of naughty, naughty birds never cease.

She has already come back to let me know she is happy at not being in pain - which she was, as she declined these last few days. Luna was in my life once before, as Sylvester: I look forward to when we meet again. That communication and knowledge helps, but I still miss seeing her Bast-like stances as she meditated on top of the cat tree, or as she kneaded her claws and blissed out, watching her never-still ever-dancing tail and her smug satisfaction at her beautiful collar in the early days, listening to her tell off birds who were outside in the garden being - in some strange cat way - naughty, and the joy of feeding her scallops and fish and patting her till she purred and stretched, luxuriating in being safe and loved - and knowing it. As she grew, in those early years, we gave her more and more names - like titles, really, until she was Missy Princess Luna Scallopini-Fish-and-Chips aka Speedie the Cat with the Amazing Collar, Dancing Tail and Brand New Attitude.

Blessed Be, Beloved Luna, Blessed Be - and may Bast accept, nurture and rejoice your beautiful, beautiful Soul.

I can sit here 'cos I've got this Amazing Collar.




We're applying for the School of Telling Naughty Birds Off.

Go way - I'm meditating ...