We put our dear cat Whidbey down last week, after a long drawn out illness. Now I have this tube of ashes and a few tufts of fur to bury later.
She was my favorite of all the cats, and has been with us for 17 years. Born in our backyard. Sister to Gretel who died three years ago. When Whidbey died, I felt that a bit of beauty had gone out of the world.
Heaven as it is often portrayed is not a concept that appeals to me, but I do think there is something to Multiverse theory… And I sometimes believe I will see Whibs again after I die, which is a happy thought.
It would not surprise me if, when we meet again, we will both remember that we’ve been the best of friends for thousands of years!
Tags: Cats, companionship, death, Life, love, mystery, Nature
