We did our best and so did Tigger. He passed on after I came back from my night feeding. He looked peaceful. Didn’t seem to have struggled with breathing.
Life has always been a mockery. Who would expect a young boy like him to have brain tumor…
Tigger’s final moment.
It has been a month after his passing. It still aches thinking of him, Hearty, Nagar, Futian and even Cashie and everyone… It keeps me wonder sometimes if treading the Bodhisattva path is possible. I would say unlikely. True indeed, Buddha would have guided the path or walked himself if it’s possible. The Buddha did not.
Tigger, we’ll practise the true Dhamma together one day!
Cats who teach me to fly... 
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