onion: in loving memory
Alicia Keys - If I Ain't Got You

"A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not."
-- Ernest Hemingway

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Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest
There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life.
Consta Jenkins, "Request From Rainbow Bridge"

Yesterday evening, my beloved cat, Onion, was suddenly taken away from us by a speeding car. When I came to go and collect him, he looked so small, but his eyes were closed as if he were asleep. I'd been told he died instantly when the car hit him, so I am hoping he felt no pain and that wherever he is now, he is happy.
He has been taken to the vet for cremation, and his ashes will be scattered in the fields where he would go to chase rabbits... that way he can be happy forever.

Onion was my best friend. I've had him since I was ten, and he has always been his own special mix of craziness, regality and lovingness that I will never again see in another cat. He was always at my side if ever I had a tear to shed. When I had no other friends, I still had Onion. He might not be here physically to help me through his loss but even now, I can feel his warm presence, the supportive noserub, the reassuring purr that everything is alright now. Where he is now, there are no roads, no cars, no dangers. There are millions of rabbits to chase, and he doesn't have to cross a single road to get them.

I loved Onion, and Onion loved me. He was constantly nearby to give me company. If I called his name, he'd gallop excitedly over, meowing frantically, and he would rub himself over my legs affectionately. I love my other cats, but Onion really was my special little guy, and I'll miss him forever.
Never will there be a cat so distinguished as my Onion... rest in peace, little dude. I'll never forget you... and I'll never, ever stop loving you.

Until we meet again... sleep well, my Tiger Prince.

Update by Sali @ 09:54, Sat. June 2 2007


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