King killed!

[Kingy killed, Alex lives. They were identical and inseparable.]

Just a half hour ago, 3 dogs in a pack came into my drive and tore King who was sleeping on a rice bag. Howlie bravely led the charge for me and we managed to get them to drop King. By the time I got a blanket to pick King up, he was trying to climb into the engine chassis of a car. He was on 3 legs and dragging himself with his jaw dropped. I wrapped him warm and brought him in and he died!:(

For a half hour I tried breathing prana into him, my emotions again wouldn't let me yawn properly. He stayed warm and the guides wanted me to hold his left paw which was ice cold. 

I held both and continued breathing for him and I felt a dance of the energy in his paws, like he was trying to suck in the prana but his core line would push it away again. That peculiar but hopeful dance kept me at it for 10 more minutes after which the guides said he was gone.

This is probably why paramedics warm the extremities -- so that the prana stays spread out and doesn't congeal into the core.

Kingy leaves behind his inseparable brother, Alex. I wish now that I'd played with him more. He always wanted that and I never had the time. King never wanted to be touched because of his asthma. I wish I'd known how to help him. He was the healthier of the two as kittens but grew morose and feral over time. R.I.P. brave lovebug!!