Yesterday, quite suddenly, life here at the Lair was turned upside down. My dear companion of the past twelve years--a handsome, black & white, neutered domestic longhair named Ozzie, had to cross the Rainbow Bridge due to complications from undiagnosed and untreatable cancer. He's been my assistant, my confidante (albeit we have three loyal and loving pups), and my sounding board since he was 5-weeks old. It was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make and yet one of the most peaceful and graceful moments I've ever been honored to witness and be part of. He curled into me--visibly exhausted and "ready," purring as loudly as ever he did, nursing one last time on my earlobe--and then they administered the medicines. He merely fell asleep mid-purr, still curled gracefully and lovingly in my arms, paws holding me.
I miss him so very much.
He's buried, with his sister--Athena--who some of you know succumbed to kidney disease two Yules ago, under my outdoor altar by the Pond...between two magenta crepe myrtles. Still a companion and still my assistant...just without rather than within.
I'll be posting again soon...but thought all you dear ones would care to know why there's a bit of a shift in the energies. I've an emptiness within me that's going to take a while to heal.
In the softness of the embracing Moonlight...
