Eggy – Son of Chicken
Our cat friend of 18 years stopped breathing air and died today. We put him in the ground to say goodbye and help him nourish new life. Our daughter named him Eggy (because his mother’s name was Chicken). Eggy came into our lives when our son Shona was 2 years old and he was the last of our children still at home.
Eggy was born to be a lap cat and my daemon. He sat on my lap when I read and meditated and was constantly laying across my legs when I wrote and was at the computer. For those familiar with the The Golden Compass series, you will understand immediately what “daemon” means. For those who haven’t read the wonderful trilogy by Philip Pullman, here is one definition.
The words “daemon” and “daimon” are Latinized versions of Greek, in reference to the daemons of ancient Greek religion and mythology. “Daemons are benevolent or benigh nature spirits, beings of the same nature as both mortals and gods, similar to ghosts, chthonic heroes, spirit guies, forces of nature or the gods themselves.”
We are grateful for the years Eggy was physically present and the ways in which he will always be with us.
Here are some photos of Eggy and me reading a book about chocolate and on Shona’s desk when Shona was about 4 years old and Eggy was 2.