“Their love and trust makes so much of the world seem like petty bullshit.
For a way too short while we lived with the fairy dust, the magic; we were and are truly blessed.”
(Nonda Surratt)
Sunny, my beloved familiar and poster child for All Things Squirrel, quietly, oh-so-quietly, decided to call it quits and crossed the Bridge Thursday evening as I held her close in the same way in which we sat together so often for almost 9 years.
I always knew such a day would come and, while my sorrow knows no bounds, it is intermingled with a sense of relief that my dearest companion did not suffer the worst of the possible physical effects of the cancer’s spread, those that would have necessitated euthanasia. Despite the somewhat ungainliness resulting from the initial removal of the tumor, Sunny remained her usual bright, independent, determined, and loving Self right until the end. As we shared our last hour, she sang me her “mommy song”, that peculiar and unique ticking sound made by contented fox squirrel babies and one she never outgrew.
I have never known anything like this. It will feel like forever until I know it again. To Sunny I owe an immeasurable debt of gratitude for being the best teacher I could possibly have had. And so, too, do so many squirrels owe her their second chance to live.
Her Love knew no bounds and it knows no bounds even now.
Godspeed, heart of my heart, soul of my soul; beloved familiar. Sweet squirrel dreams and I’ll see you….
