News Update: Layla is off to the Purina #BetterWithPets Summit. She’s thrilled to be invited a second time and can’t wait to share this year’s theme: emotional wellness of pets and the people who love them. Check out our Twitter, Facebook or Instagram feed for the latest. Meanwhile, my mom Layla has left me for two days! Wah, at least I have my dad and you dear reader. Tell me something amusing to pass the time, will ya?
Today is the 2nd day of Dia de los Muertos, the holiday which honors and celebrates our dearly departed with grave side decorations, candlelight, music and food. It’s usually for humans but why not cats? Believe me, I’m alive and have some unfinished business before I depart this mortal coil, but I want someone to celebrate my life this way.
I gave my parents quite the scare last week. Oh yeah, way scarier than any Halloween chicanery. The prospect of real death and not plastic ghost decorations is a wake-up call. It made this year’s Halloween or Samhain, the Celtic New Year more poignant. Layla made the rounds of the three feline graves in different parts of the property. It was too cold for me to join her as usual but here I am making my rounds in warmer weather. These close brushes with death are kind of dress rehearsal you might say.
In the middle of the night on all hallow’s eve, Layla felt the spirits deeply especially Radish, maybe because he our most recently departed. It’s the time when the veil is thinnest between the seen and unseen worlds and communication is easiest with the spirit world (if you believe in that kind of thing). It was cold enough for Layla see her breath and she always snaps a few photos with a flash in certain location in hopes of capturing some spirit orbs. It’s uncanny what shows up and different from other times of the year. Just before going inside, she asked the gods for signs of all three, Coco, Gris Gris and Radish to show themselves. This is what showed up: 3 orbs in the 3 different directions or areas where they are buried. Call it weird or a blip of fate, to us it was life-affirming and comforting to know I might connect this way next year.
What do you make of all this?