A tribute to Biko
I wrote this farewell to Biko the day she passed peacefully away, after we shared sixteen wonderful years together. Click here to see Biko's home page all about her and the other cats in our life, which she wrote in 1999.
As I hold you in my arms and lightly kiss your head my thoughts fly back in time. That eerie road in Wales a bitter cold dark night two hundred moons ago. Dumped and left for dead A wet, bedraggled soul you came and shared my life. Though others came and went and friendships rose and fell we always had each other. But now the time has come for us to say farewell now you must pass alone. The vet inserts the needle your body gently slumps and I feel my soul ripped out. I kiss you one last time as your spirit floats away passing through the veil. It used to be our home but now it’s just my house and all feels deathly quiet. The catflap swings no more and no persistent purr to raise me from my bed. No howls demanding food no light weight on my lap nor snoring by the fire. There’s nought to see outside the dusk is overcast my eyes are filled with tears. But when the skies have cleared and time has numbed the pain I’ll gaze up to heaven once more. Stare up in wondrous awe at trillions of stars when I spot something new. And then I’ll pause a while not trillions, as I thought – but trillions, plus one
In loving memory of my companion of sixteen years, Biko, who passed peacefully away 7 December 2002.