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SANGEETHA KAMATH

As the sun set over the ocean, a frail cat named Lola cuddled snuggly in Skye’s arms. Her legs barely carried her weight. But how she wished, driven by a deep longing to feel the sand beneath her paws one last time.

Skye let her down gently secured to a harness. Lola padded silently across the sand. As she reached the water's edge, she paused, letting the foamy surf wash over her paws.

She remembered the countless hours she'd spent on this beach, chasing frisbees and bounding playfully with Skye.

Barely a few steps were taken and Lola was panting for breath slumping on the soft wet sand. She tried jumping onto Skye's shoulder like she did when she was a kitten. But couldn't muster any energy.

Lola knew she was saying goodbye to her beloved Skye. With a final mew, she nuzzled her head against Skye’s heart as she lovingly picked her up again, tears streaming down her cheeks.

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the beach in a warm, golden light. And Lola was at peace, grateful to Skye for bringing her to her favourite spot during her last moments. 

Lola drifted, her spirit merging with the eternal rhythm of the sea.

©️ Sangeetha Kamath 

Pic Courtesy: Image by JackieLou DL from Pixabay



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