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| Yum-Yum is less active daily but showers upon us blessings on how to Die with Grace. His habitat now sits surrounded by all of his minions (including the Big one on the bed) creating a Ring of Love surrounding him. I think he loves us more, though. He has stopped crying in pain even when peeing blood and is not on any pain medication as the vet refused to dispense it but I would no longer force anything upon him anyway so that when I do reach in to pet or pick him up he will not be afraid I am going to force medicine on him. He loves chewing on his wooden box and the doors are becoming so large it now resembles a Pavilion! He is still eager for his salad and we are now growing a new crop of wheatgrass, and he eats well, drinks with delight, yet has become Peaceful: no longer do the Pirates on Runabout chattering their teeth at him receive a response. He seems simply to love them and appreciate their dropping by to visit, even if their own intentions are to make him mad. He has begun to take on the qualities of a Living Buddha, with equanimity, peaceful repose, still playful, still loving Life, still wanting to be held and petted, now wrapped up like a Pig-in-a -Blanket in one of our new custom-sewn soft, quilted "floors" gifted to the Sanctuary: one is his to be picked up in when he comes to bed with me and we snuggle under the electric blanket now that it has become chilly at night. Polarfleece, which these floors are made of (i think) is used in jackets and mountaineering gear for warmth so he is my "Pig in a Blanket" except wiser, calmer, and Holier than anyone I have seen die...with the possible exception of my godson in the Philippines who passed away as a child...and had Visions he wrote and described only to me in letters which I have shared with no one yet, not even his own mother. One day I will. The time still does not seem right. It feels like YumYum is already halfway in Heaven just playing Here until he finishes being a guinea pig and gets his Angel Wings. |
