The Happiest Day

As usual, Rock was happy to oblige, but how many cats do you know that would let you get away with this?

Rock draws his life force from the Earth, the best medicine of all.

The happiest day is May 6, 2009 ― my Rachmaninoff’s 18th birthday! He was born on May 6, 1991 and in human years he is 88 years old. My “Man of the Forest” is truly an Earth sign boy.

Rock was not expected to live this long but thanks to the exceptional and loving veterinary care provided by Melanie and Julie, today Rock is doing what he loves most, enjoying the green grass in the fullness of spring.

His legs are strong again, he is enjoying his food and making his rounds in the garden and woods he has spent a lifetime exploring. At night, when he sleeps beside me, he presses his cheek next to mine and purrs with deep contentment. I know he is expressing his gratitude for all that I do to keep him feeling his best. Those moments are so poignant. For 18 years now my Rachmaninoff has been my best writing companion, soulful friend and the little boy I always wanted. Against all odds he has made it farther than anyone expected. I am mindful that these are the sweetest days.

These Are the Days, by Natalie Merchant and 10,000 Maniacs, on old favorite, seems like a perfect birthday song for Rock. Click here to listen.