Feeling heavy… I didn’t want Cashie to go. Wish he could stay a little longer. The rescues need him. Cashie has always been a pillar to them. With Cashie, everyone gathered around him peacefully. Everybody loves him and almost all humans love him too.
The “silent killer” took him away. When he was diagnosed with heart disease, it was already in the late stage. I was expecting 13 years of age from him.
He was extremely playful, naughty and loving as well. I remember I woke up at 6am and he too would wake up and watch me till I left home for work. I will never forget that face looking at me.
We adopted him and his sister, Monnie after Miemi. Jewels is not enough to describe them.
Cashie extended Burry’s two years life span by donating his blood to her. Everything went smoothly and there were no complications for Burry. Mel and I were glad that Cashie had such an opportunity to save others as well.
After I got the unpleasant news from the vet, I brought Cashie home immediately. I put him on a soft mattress on the floor in front of the altar. Chanted and read sutras to him. And with Cashie next to me, with determination, I sincerely made a vow to the Buddha. I vow to practise the Dharma until I am liberated and I hope to make another vow in the near future this lifetime, that is “not until all sentient beings have been liberated…” I shall look forward to the day when I am ready.
Missing Cashie…
抱着Cashie 好暖和呀。。。
Cats who teach me to fly... 
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