Manja(Lovely)Grab(Godiva)Pumpkin remains as Pumpkin Inuka and Snowflakes CloverTendo(Lillipop)Popcorn remains as 🍿 Thor, Helen and LokiFeisa(Rugby)Soju and Sake(Snowmelt and Oloft)Stocking remains as Stocking
Lastly…
Marston(Jester)
I rescued them. Melanie took care of them and rehome them. Melanie did all the job and she did a good job. She fatten them up and train them. Find them the most suitable adoptors.
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.
Cashie has the most beautiful eyes in the world!
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.
Cashie in his 4th month.
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.
After his exercise, climbing up and down the stairs.
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.
Many many years ago, I watched a documentary on bears being locked in a small cage their entire life for the purpose of extracting their bile juice. Not so sure if it is call bile juice. It was shown in China. The people opened a hole on the bear and inserted a tube into its bile and withdraw its bile juice every now and then. The tube that was inserted has never been removed. The cages were so small that they can hardly move an inch. I believe it still happen today. There is nothing I can do about it at that time and even now but to tell people not to consume bear’s palm or bile juice. At that moment, I wish all these could end immediately. It was a total suffering for the bears and there is definitely no joy in making such livelihood.
Few months back, when I was looking at my Facebook, I saw the same thing, a bear was locked in the cage for their bile juice. The post came from Animal Asia. They are rescuing or try to help these bears. I still feel the same way as I did many donkey years ago but this time round, I am no longer a student. I made a small donation every now and then to Animal Asia, hoping my little donation can help support them with bringing home another bear from the bile farm.
When I looked at this video. I was so touched by the people who are behind helping the bears. To free the bears from the bile farm, from the unbearable pain. Venerable Wuling would have said, to give fearlessness!:)
For those who would like to know more about what Animal Asia is doing, please click https://www.animalsasia.org/
Please help them as if we are helping and freeing ourselves or our loved ones!
She was more than 15 years old. I hope we had given her all that she needed.
She had been a community cat for more than 10 years. Extremely small in size, sweet and chubby.
Hope I did what I could when she passed on.
What is beauty? I guess beauty is when someone put others first. Be kind, compassionate and offer help to others consistently. Regardless of species. I think that’s beauty. Otherwise, I can’t find a reason to be in this world.
I didn’t get to see her or take care of her. We believe she probably met a car accident.
Beauty was a feral cat who hides from everybody. It took me a very long time to get her to trust me. Bit by bit and day by day, she got closer and closer to me. Until one day I was able to pet her head and finally, did a full body massage for her in a playful way. I would also tap her head and do chanting or took refuge for her. She should be familiar with chanting. Sadly, I did not get to see her when she died. Neither did I have a chance to chant for her.
Lovely Beauty
This is the only photo I have.
She didn’t turn up for her meal and that was unusual. I had aatas chicken gravy ready for her every evening and she would finish all up. It was all too quiet that night. I went around calling out for her and also checked with the people who live there and got to know from the boss at the mama shop that there were children who came to him on that afternoon, showing him Beauty’s photo on their phone and informed him that Beauty had passed on.
I am still sad today… and she was also the cause for me to practise chanting.
“Bhikkhus, dwell with yourselves as an island, with yourselves as a refuge, with no other refuge; with the Dhamma as an island, with the Dhamma as a refuge, with no other refuge. ~ SN 22.43
“Enough, Vakkali! Why do you want to see this foul body? One who sees the Dhamma sees me; one who sees me sees the Dhamma. For in seeing the Dhamma,Vakkali, one sees me; and in seeing me, one sees the Dhamma.” ~ SN 22.87
A place to discover and explore the discourses of the Buddha.
I highly recommend reading the sutta translated by Piya Tan. His "Laymen Saints" has been an inspiration to many lay people.