Twilight is here. Cats and kittens have been napping for the past few hours after an intense day of partying. They know what tonight brings, and they want to be well rested. They are wearing their holiday best; velvet dresses with bright ribbons and bows, hats, gloves, scarves, bow ties and purrfectly fitting suits. The party moves outside as the sun casts its final glow of the day. As the kits gaze skyward, points of light emerge, and a sense of pure peace and calm overtakes TDK land.
In another place, two cats sit at a place where there is a view of everything.
“It’s Christmas Eve, little brother,” whispers Shaddo. “All is calm, all is bright,” replies Jiggs. “She hung your starfish ornament at the bottom of the tree again, in case you visit and want to give it a good spin!” Shaddo chuckles. “I’ll let Comet play with it. Ready to rattle the rafters? Amaze the humans? It’s funny how the animals know as clear as this sky things that humans have such a hard time figuring out. Let’s make sure they hear!”
All of our long lost friends have gathered. The only light is the stars in the sky, but the aura that surrounds every being at the Meadow fills it with brilliant light. Renzo is telling everyone what it was like to be the senior TDK member, as Cuddles nods in understanding. Katherine and KZ’s barn cats tell of life on a farm, as Nicky describes the high life in the city. BJ thought no one really cared about him, but CWS saw him for the cool cat he was. Snuggy describes the warm, happy feeling of being loved by an old woman.
TDK pets who didn’t know each other in life are forever bonded here at the Meadow. Mystie, Lola, Tigger, Boo, Sophie, Squeaky Shoes, Kit, Stella, Feeny, Digit, Savannah, Libby, Nabby, Huddy, Messi, Gallo, Smitty, and even Vulcan the newt. Those who have been at the Meadow a bit longer are gathered as well, Cowboy, Sebastian, Haje, Callie, Chinook, Simba, Oliver Twist, Truffles, Pfeffer, Twiddle, Lydia, Grumpy Cat, Tigeranne, Solange, Shayna, Z-cat, Squeeker, Rasputin, Bailey, Buttons, Jinx, PJ, Aja, Kes, Smokey, Bones, Chipsey, Bert, Smokie, Taz, Charcoal, Maxi, Sly, Peru, Jacki, Robbie, Nora, Ranger, Smokie, and a host of others, forever in your heart.
Wrapped in the memories of times with their people, the cats begin to purr. Lifted by the spirit of this special night, the chorus of purrs grows loud, louder than even the championship butterfly chasing game. When you can steal a moment to yourself, listen for it. Over the church bells, over Santa’s sleigh, over the chaos of everyday life, you’ll hear it. You’ll hear your beloved friend purr for you. All is well.
Do you hear what I hear? A song, a song, high above the trees, with a voice as big as the sea.