In Memoriam of Squeaky
My beloved cat friend Squeaky was a dear and gentle soul who lived her life with great joy and pleasure. She was born in my house and from the moment I saw her, I knew she would be one of those special ones who connect very deep into my heart.
She lived to be almost 15, journeyed through a very hard cancer the last year and a half, living each moment with her calm acceptance, trusting me to take care of her, lying on her pillow in patches of sunlight, smelling the green outside her window. The day before she died she ate beans and kale from my plate. She taught me how precious each moment is that we have on this beautiful earth and with the ones we love. Squeaky was always a blessing. I hope I can be with her again one day.