Endings and Beginnings

It's  Friday night. Fridays were for Jase. My heart is heavy with the loss of Jase, who started this blog for me. He was a gentle, brave, funny, inventive and complex human being; A good friend.

Aroo was his feline and I see now that he showed Jase the way by leaving first. I'm sure he was waiting there for Jase on the other side.

Why? Just after my father's death a friend from church shared that her heart had stopped during a cancer surgery and during the time they were trying to revive her she experienced such joy that she never been experienced since. She was in  beautiful place and met by her father and grandfather and other relatives who had passed on. Her dog and cat from childhood came bounding to meet her also. (she now rescues sick cats.) There have been studies done on these experiences. It has been documented that these kinds of experiences are not dreams, because there is no brain activity when the heart stops for a period of time. So my friend is released from his pain and suffering and led by the angels to a place of great joy. Now it is for us to wait til the time when we can join in the joy of eternity.

Meanwhile we are all stuck with our here and now. So I will write in my blog, though heavy hearted, to honor my friend.

My here and now involves a bunch of restless beings. I'm trying to unwind and write in the quiet, but this is not to be.

Mia (not a cat) is dealing with bone cancer. This is heartbreaking. She also is having to deal with Cuddles who has decided she wants Mia's bed. If you have ever tried to shoo a cat from a place they've decided is their nap space, you know what an impossible task this is. I tried several times this night and left the room only to return and find Cuddles in Mia's bed. Finally, Mia gave up and got into Cuddles bed. But it was really not fair. But then again life is so not fair.

Then I have to leave these two to let Scooter, the spraying cat in. I put him right into the kitchen, close the doors and give him some treats. Here Cuddles cannot intimidate Scooter out of his treats. He can eat in leisure and peace and quiet. Well. except for the thumping upstairs as Mr Whiskers gets into his nighttime Mr Hyde and starts pouncing on Patches. More unfairness. She is so sweet and docile. Patches just loves to play. Most of the day they get along. But something happens at night and he becomes a stalker, and very possessive.

I was thinking I might try and adopt Mr W out by himself because he is so possessive of me, pushing Ms Patches who is a little shier anyway, into the background. But one morning as I was going downstairs, I spied them on the futon--together.

I used to tell jase my cat stories. I confided that maybe I was not more actively pursuing homes for these guys because I was getting very attached. He said that I had to get them a home so that I could rescue others. I guess he's right.

I feel badly that I never brought any animals over for Jase to visit with, but for some reason or other the time was never right. Then I was afraid he would run one of them over cause he would go zooming around the apt with his motorized chair. I'm so, so sad tonight, I'm happy for Jase that he is released from his suffering. And I am comforted by the love of these furry beings.

God and all the saints and angels and your loved ones be with you. You will live forever in my heart.