The Last Cat Standing

Seventeen years ago, I put my cat, Boo, to sleep and sent her back to Heaven. She was a uniquely ornery, but brilliant cat. Boo was a black cat and we actually had full conversations that my friends would be amazed by. Boo lived to the ripe age of 17.5 years.

I was so desperately sad when she passed, that only a few weeks after her departure, I went out and got new animals to replace her. At first, I picked out only two new cats at the Humane Society. They were put in their carriers, awaiting their new home. One was a calico colored cat, and the other was a beautiful grey cat with white stripes.

But as I was walking out of the kitty area, an anonymous black paw suddenly grabbed at me, snagging my sweater. Being spiritually aware, I decided to stop and pay attention. Was this little black cat my new Boo? Well, you guessed it! I left that day with three cats.

I named my new black kitty Shiva. He was only five weeks old at the time, which means he was born right around the time that Boo died. He was very sickly in the beginning. The veterinarian, one of my Yoga students, told me he was unlikely to make it.

At the time, I did not feel comfortable telling my veterinarian that I actually do energy work on animals, and that I somehow knew this was my Boo kitty’s reincarnation. I have been doing animal energy healing since I was a child, and I have been doing animal readings for 20 years.

I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul ~ Jean Cocteau

Every step of the way, upon every visit to his consulting room, the veterinarian told me not to spend any more money on Shiva. He said there was no way Shiva would survive. He had seen cats a lot less sick and they all passed. In the end I spent about $2,000. More importantly, I did energy work on this new vulnerable kitten who was on five different medications at the time. I could tell my veterinarian felt sorry for me, although he felt I was somewhat foolish.

Today, 17 years later, Shiva is still here! The little cat that was predicted not to live past two months is now 17 years old. I had to put my calico colored cat to sleep a month ago. She also lived 17 long happy years. And I just found out my grey and white cat has cancer, which will probably, according to the vet, take her in a couple of months. But that sickly kitten that my veterinarian begged me not to invest money into, is still here.

Shiva has always had immune system and sinus problems. He also had his ribs broken in a cat fight about ten years ago. Fortunately, energy work is real! And animal reincarnation is also real. His love for me, my love for him, and our special connection, as well as energy work and prayer, has made my Boo-Shiva kitty the last cat standing.