I am heartbroken. I had just written this post about the stray cats of Miraflores today when I received an email from my good friend who has been taking care of my cats Queba & Lestat. He wrote that Queba, my 14-year-old persian past away in his sleep last night 😦
So I’d like to dedicate this next post about the happy cats of Miraflores to my beautiful Queba.
The stray cats of Miraflores.
I stood in Parque Kennedy and was delightfully amazed at the scene before me – healthy un-manged happy cats everywhere, in the park flower beds, up the trees, rubbing their noses and heads on their friendly human neighbours, on sidewalks, in the alley ways, lazing around on the grass where less than half a metre away a flock of birds were grazing – it was spectacular! After having come from India where I saw a lot of animal neglect and heartbreak, this was an extreme breath of welcomed fresh air.
Roy – ‘Its amazing, the council look after the stray cats around here (even medical issues?) oh yes, you see they’re all very healthy looking and very friendly, they don’t cause any problems with the birds because they’re being fed you see, and the people leave them alone, in fact, they enjoy having them around.’
It was true, everywhere you looked there were stray, unstray looking, collarless cats. And they did look healthy, some a little too healthy if you know what I mean (heavy). These kitty cats were very friendly to each other, to the people, and to the native wildlife. . . it was pussy nirvana!
Tiara in Transit 
Dec 02, 2010 @ 01:21:54
Ooooowww darling so sorry to hear the sad news. I am sure that Queba is going to be in a happy place…. you should have a drink for him tonight and so will I.
Dec 02, 2010 @ 01:49:41
A beautiful prayer for a beautiful cat…
Through life’s journey we took a ride,
The times you spent by my side,
You always were there as my best friend,
But we knew one day, there would be an end.
Heavens doors are open, just walk through the gates,
In this Animal Kingdom sunshine awaits,
To a place you can run free, never grow old,
A world full of freedom, rivers of gold.
Towards the rainbow, you can play and run,
Or in the green fields, you relax in the sun,
Under the trees, just rest in the shade,
As this is the place where dreams are made.
No pain or suffering exists in this place,
Only fields of endless happiness, butterflies you chase.
Beyond the hills you lead your friends,
As my broken heart tries to mend.
When I light a candle and whisper your name,
This shall become forever, an endless flame.
When you look down from pet heaven, see tears on my cheek,
Make me strong please my baby, day by day, week by week.
When I look amongst the stars for you,
I can see you shining in heaven, it’s true,
Just wait for me, I’ll see you one day,
But now my friend, just relax or play…
Author:Christian Mitchell
Dec 02, 2010 @ 03:11:30
its beautiful.
Dec 02, 2010 @ 01:51:26
Poor Queba. Its good that you got to see him again before he left us and he got to spend his last days with his brother Lestat.
Dec 02, 2010 @ 03:10:09
Thanks everyone x Ba was a really great cat who had been with me the longest, he will be missed very much. I hope he is in a good place..
Dec 02, 2010 @ 03:35:45
RIP Queba!
Dec 02, 2010 @ 14:40:52
So sorry to hear about your cat hun. Lots of hugs being sent your way xx
Dec 03, 2010 @ 02:05:25
thx honey x
Dec 03, 2010 @ 11:49:07
So sorry to hear about Queba, T. I’ll always remember your furry little mate who has been with you for as long as I know xxx
Dec 03, 2010 @ 19:45:48
thanks Chez x