Moon, and journeys back home.
I just read about the whale, Moon, and how she journeyed home to Hawaii from British Columbia, with a broken spine, and her dorsal fin severely damaged. She had another whale escort, and swam 5000km, with just the breaststroke, over 3 months. Something deep within her, made her undertake that journey, even though she is in immense pain, propelling herself without her tail.
Researchers say it is her tradition, passed on from mother to calf, this migration home.
Bowie also did this. He was bleeding profusely from his attack and still managed to travel all the way back home. But he had a seizure and passed away in my arms the next day.
It is morbid to think this way, but I can't help but feel gratified, that he chose to come home to me. That he knew he would have comfort near me.
What was it, that made Bowie, and Moon want to travel all the way back home, despite being so hurt. And how many animals make painful journeys home, in a similar way.
It is some implicitly deep connection they formed with their homes, it hold a lot of value, and maybe even comfort, that animals make difficult and dangerous journeys, to the places they love. Maybe they are answering someone's call.
As much as I hate how he died, and even the fact that he died, I think he gave me the comfort of being with him, when he might have needed me.