Cats who teach me to fly…

Not wanting Kiki to sleep on the cardboard along the corridor and not wanting the people to playfully abused him, I decided to take him home.

His legs were already weak when he was on the street. He couldn’t jump but he sure was fierce and ready to fight. Kiki, I’ve googled the name, an ancient king in India who was called Kiki too!

Kiki was already old when he was abandoned. Everyone cares for him. When I took him home, there were people who asked his whereabouts which I was glad. It told me that people do care for the community cats.

Kiki had his meals a few times a day. It is definitely safe to be home. I hope Kiki had a good two years with us. To all the cats who have passed on, I truly hope all of you could stay a little longer… and Kiki is no exception.

There is a blog post that has been in my draft for quite a while. I told myself that I have to complete the post so that I could dedicate the merits to Kiki, Tom and all sentient beings.

I started to read again, organise and revised the draft. I found Ayya Khema’s teachings recently and her teachings align with the Buddha’s teachings and I wanted so much to share, however, something kept holding me back. Kiki’s passing perks me up. Thanks Kiki!

I would like to dedicate this merit to Kiki, Tom and all sentient beings. May the quotes taken from Ayya Khema’s book, the Path to Peace, inspire all those who read them.

Below is the link to the quotes taken from “The Path to Peace”.

https://mindfuldhamma.wordpress.com/2024/12/01/the-path-to-peace-by-ayya-khema/

And may the merits accumulated be dedicated to Kiki’s favourable rebirth.

Thanks Xiumin for sponsoring Kiki’s cremation.