12-2018

Winter Solstice, full moon, clear night sky and meteor showers....at midnight.
Boogar went in the arms of the cat gods.
He plays now with all his friends, at the end of the path, where field and stream meet oak, ash and stone.

22 years ago I looked st a 4 week old kitten with a severed spine and thought “he’s so happy and bright, and the person caring for him will do good.” A week later I got the call he was being put to sleep.
When I went to check in with my friend, I looked at him. He was in a carrier on the porch of the vet hospital where she worked. She was bawling her eyes out, because she was putting him to sleep.
The world changed. All sound dropped away. No cars. No people. Just birdsong. The sky grew electric blue. It was clear and cloudless.
There was thunder no one else could hear. Within that thunder was a “voice”.
“Take him! He may live to be 22 years and die in your hands. You will leave veterinary medicine when he dies. You will,receive a great gift through him.”
This was in images as well as sound that I interpreted as best I could.
I told my friend.
“He is yours, and it is your choice. But I am coming back at the end of yours shift and if he is living I will take him.”
I returned and the hospital was empty. Boogar was sitting in a cage with a note “thank you thank you thank you”. Beside the cage was a syringe full of euthanasia solution.
I took him.

All promises were kept.

If you’ve gotten this far and you are looking for help, my website is shut down at this time for a redo. But I am still asking to people via email.

And if you know Boogar, light a candle for him.

Peace
Kadeth