All Hail Don Gato (The Cat)

This is a quick shot out to the Universe to keep a watchfull eye on the sweet Don Gato and his momma (Mrs. K) tonight. He's having a tough night, was diagnosed with lyphoma (sp?) and for kitties this means immediate chemo (Mom can't put him through it, don't blame her) that has a fairly low success rate or fairly rapid decline in health.
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Much love to ya Don, dude you soooo rock! I hope this finds you comfortable, with visions of warm sun beaming through the window with your name on it, catnip and your spot on the couch with your Momma.

And Momma, I'm sorry baby girl...So many cannot fathom the pain people like you and B, S and myself...what we feel when we are faced with the suffering or loss of our furry families. They aren't just pets to us, they ARE our best friends, our confidents, our soul mates. There have been times when my kitties HAVE truly been the only beings in the world who I thought could truly hear me, allow my love, I even wanted to connect to at all in the first place....we just love each other because we do. Lie lazily in the sun, reading a book together...a blessed Sunday afternnon that you wouldn't change for a thing in the world. There's no judgement, no needless waste of energy, no ego's getting in the way, just love and affection. Wet noses and happy tails. Like Don and Gaia, with their own 'tudes, full of feline fiestiness, too funny! It's hard for me to understand how one CANNOT see the value in all that? It's so simple and kind... and just good, like in the most fundamental way. Like babies and lillies and skies bluer than seems possible. They embody love and life. And for what? I sometimes feel I give so little for the endless devotion, the countless hours of knee time...the purrs? And yet, we would do anything for them, right?

I know you feel the same, I guess I don't need to question with you the value of those four legged sillies circling our feet in the bathroom or burrowing under the covers in the chilly winter nights. You could probably articulate it all in a much more gracious way then myself, I guess I just wanted you to know that I don't know exactly what you are going through tonight with Don, but that I can empathize and the two of you are most definately in my thoughts..

I am very sad, for you both. Remember how much he loves you too dear heart! But, I guess...I dunno, I think cats live in their own universe. Their senses contain more than merely avoiding a stubbed paw in the dark or when earthquakes are about to occurr, I think they see things, know things...are things we don't fully know yet. Or accept even maybe? I don't know, it's different for everyone. I just know that Don is probably sad too, but knows it's not the forever kind of sad. If that makes any sense?

I hope your tears will be cleansing, I hope Don will be comfortable tonight and always.

Blessed be sweetnesses.