It’s been 3 days since Ta Yue’s passing, it seems like a lifetime without his presence. I started to reflect about time with him:
he doesn’t have a lot of toys, he simply carried his toy wherever he goes, he doesn’t need much to be happy.
Zhui Feng likes to somersault like a gymnist, Ta Yue jumps high strong like a dog to catch the ball, he probably was a basketball player his past life.
He is very forgiving, sometimes I am not in the mood to pet him, yet he still comes back, with a longing look and gives me a head butt. I’m so glad that he holds no grudges, travels light.
It rained two days, right after his passing. Now he can feel the spring rain for the first time, as he’s been indoors his entire life. Maybe that is how he completes his entire cat life, his view of this world.
