David Huggins

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

My cat Miko died today. My little lioness. Dad took her to the vet and had to make the call.

News travelled in an instant. My sister cried on a Japanese subway, my parents cried at our home in Christchurch and me here in Newtown. We cried together.

What distance?

She was 19, a ripe old cat age. I was 10 when she joined the family. We grew up together. But she grew old ahead of me. Time is relative for cats and humans. We all carry different passages of time within.

Through me, I hope she can be a part of the landscape that we weave together. If you look hard enough, you may be able to catch a glimpse of her.

What was the question again?

"How do you experience a sense of transformation?”

We transform.