Cats who teach me to fly…

He walked with his hind legs straightened and that was a birth defect. Wasn’t he the one I saw on Facebook who was looking for an adopter? Although his gait was awkward, to me this made him unique and of course all cute.

This boy was always beautifully groomed with a perfect round head that looked irresistibly cute! Just like my cousin’s poodle who just likes to bark at me. Therefore, it was hard for me to pet him straight on his head. I had to sneakily pinch his backside from his back. Hopefully his owner didn’t see it:). I guess that was his fur that I was pinching instead.

Mickey’s mummy, Irene, brought him for walks every day so I got to see him whenever I was feeding the community cats. Suddenly one day, I was told by his mummy that Mickey passed on due to a heart attack. It was a complete shock for me. As far as I know, it’s hard to manage cats with heart attack but I’m not sure about dogs. For Mickey, all seemed to be happening too fast. Of course, I missed the good old days when I got to see him every time.

His mummy wanted a sketch of him, so I volunteered to do it. I guess his mummy must have missed him so much… I understand.

I didn’t take a day to finish the sketch as I am only free on two afternoons weekly. I had covid19 and it stretched quite a bit but still I finished the sketch.

Therefore, Mickey had kept me occupied. Looking at him made me smile. The process of sketching him was joyful. It was like Mickey was alive. When the sketching was completed, I gave it to his mummy. Part of me felt empty because I was done sketching Mickey and I wish I could continue but we know everything has a beginning and an end. That’s the way samsara is.

The sketch may not be perfect, but I’ve given my utmost sincerity.

I wish Mickey have a good rebirth and not to be born as an animal again but to begin with a humble human who always learns….

Whatever merits accumulated by me, may these be dedicated to his humble human rebirth.