by Nicholas P, published on June 10, 2018
Animals have always been a part of my Love and Life, had any and every pet you can think of growing up: parakeets, dogs, cats, snakes (a very pregnant snake apparently, the parents loved coming home to hundreds of snake babies all over the place), a variety of fish, 2 amazing ferrets, hamsters, newts, and anything else I would catch in the yard and keep, or am forgetting at the moment. They’ve just always spoken to me, only nowadays it’s a little more interesting, and the messages a lil more clear.
The last 2 animals that Blessed my Life and Home were two amazing cats, Nala and Gizmo, yin and yang, 2 powerful next level guides. These Cats had that ‘you used to worship me in Egypt, I never stopped being a Queen, I’ll open up to you on my terms, now scratch my ears, face and back for as long as I decide, then let’s get that can machine goin’ vibe from day one, so I’m not even sure if they can be considered pets, lol.
Nala journeyed with us for 12 years, and gizmo for 14. Turned me from a dog person into a ‘holy shit, all animals talk’ person, and a cat dude just the same. They were very telepathic, incredible protectors, friends, buds, guides, and models/sources of Unconditional Love. I can’t put into words just how special, and different they were, nor the many lessons they taught me just by Being the lil Love Lightballs they were.
They couldn’t have been more different, equally amazing, Nala with her tough exterior but heart of pure Love once she let you in, the quintessential NYC gal. Gizmo? Giz was a lil more like a cross between ET, Bob Marley…and well Gizmo, who just emitted this forcefield of Love. Just typing this, I feel her giving me one of her ridiculously great feeling cat baths, haha (All Love if anyone’s weirded out, a cat cleaning your head is fucking special man, means you’re part of the fam, that they got your back, probably giving codes and protection, and is something I truly miss dearly). This cat used to make me carry her 6 feet to her dinner bowl every night, lol. Was the highlight of the day. They just both weren’t from these parts, for real, can write for days about their and our exploits. They Loved each other so much too. True Masters
I AM so grateful for the Cat Reiki sessions with Nala in her last days down here, her sliding her legs across our wood floor to get just that much closer under my leg, as we melded and shared Love, the hand held water baths. You know, it took us a while to bond, but once I stopped trying so hard and let go (the flow), she gave me the world. And once in a while a good right cross or a nip on the leg just to bring me back down to earth, lol. And to get the can machine goin’.
I’ll never forget the strength of this cat who could barely walk, hopping into our bed on her last night, before that running to the door to greet Mich as she came home from work, same as she had always done. Or Gizmo gaining 20 lbs trying to cover for the fact that Nala wasn’t really into eating towards the end. Her refusal to us take Nala to another Vet that last time, for a 5th opinion when we all knew the situation. She was like Gizmo Nightingale, with how she was there for her sis, and us.
I’ll forever have the image in my heart of Nala and Gizmo together on the bed, with Nala telepathically giving her instructions on how to handle their two devastated humans get through what was about to happen.
I lost my shit when Nala transitioned, not gonna lie, like at work, lol, and in those 2 years, the Gza held us down. She had a special relationship with both of us, and while Mich never got a cleaning, she got lap sitting and being a cat pillow, haha.
When it was Gizmo’s time, actually for both of them, I just remember Being in a space of Pure Love, and feeling so Honored to be there for them. Miss my homies a lot, and for that last summer, the summer job just didn’t work out for some reason, ;), and I got to spend a lot of time with Giz. It was a magical summer. Where I’d normally be on the beach, (annoying whoever I was with because I just won’t get out of the water once I’m in, lol), that summer the beach was the pillow me and Giz would sit on together and listen to tunes. While Nala was more of a Sunderland Fan (the Black Cats, lol, incredible), Gizmo liked to vibe to tunes. (She was a huge Wu Tang fan btw, and she’s totally making me share that now, lol. Also loved Jerry, but then again she also had his vibe too, come to think of it).
I’m not kidding. They both talked. Like a lot. It was only when I started tuning in with my heart, and not expecting their lips to move like a cartoon, haha, that I started to Hear them.
It was why when one July day she told me she had someplace to go once I returned to work in September, I totally understood, and kept it to myself. We just totally lived in the moment, in Love, and I know she was giving me lessons, and codes…
I’m sorry BZ, I just can’t write about her anymore. Wow.
I will say this. Although she was a total chill cat, she liked a good scratch on her head, and her back, always with a tail pet to boot. Like we had a pet style, haha. I know, but Follow me here.
Fast forward two years or so: both Nala and Giz are buried on Mich’s parents property, where they also have a mini cat fam of “feral” cats (no worries, we’re TnR certified, which is a hilarious tale in and of itself). There’s this one who’s just got a different vibe than any feral cat I’ve ever met, since she was a kitten (I mean she eats at the table with us, in a seat, and is just not from these parts. Just don’t deign to feed her hotdogs, haha. A True Queen). She’s people-like.
Anyway, gotta type this quick. When we brought Giz over there, and we were prepping for things, this Wuchtel had to get close, and pressed her ears near Gizmo’s mouth for a few. Now I know, Giz was giving her instructions on how to take care of her human moving forward.
This cat had become one of my besties, and it hit me as we were sitting on the porch last weekend, me scratching her head, then her turning for a good back scratch. She likes to be pet exactly how Giz was, but only from me. To a T. Keep
in mind she is nothing like Gizmo…except for that.
I remember her Mom being like “she let’s you pet her tail!?!?!”. (As cool as she is, she does have a penchant for leaving us “gifts”, google it, lol, that I’m really working on w her, as I Love birds, mice, and all animals). She’s Mich’s parents cat, for sure, and I only see her every few weeks, but we’re like best homies. Her words .
It means something. Animals have a lot to say, and these 2 taught me how to listen to them with my heart. Animals are such a huge part of my daily adventures, Love it.
Nala-Transitioned on New Years Day
These 2, lol. Miss them but Love them eternally. They’re still here, just changed form.