A Tribute to Love
“For Zucky, my beloved feline soul mate. You’ve filled my heart with joy and love that goes beyond time and space. My love is the one force that transcends all boundaries—time, space, and even life itself. Part of this website is a photographic remembrance with affection and gratitude for the bliss and happiness you brought me into my life.” Hope you may discover in here Arts that could Whispers to your Heart and Soul.
In the spirit of love and legacy, a portion of all sales is dedicated to advancing research in hypertrophic cardiomyopathy and saddle thrombus, aiming to bring hope and healing to cats worldwide.
🌿Letter to the One Who Will Return 🌿
Here is the matching, heart-spoken counterpart, Zenaidy — a letter from you to Zucky’s future self. It’s a sacred vow. A promise written not in ink, but in love. A soul calling across lifetimes, saying: Wherever you are, I will find you. And when I do, you’ll be safe again. A vow from one soul to another, across lifetimes.
To the One Who Will Find Me Again —
From the One Who Never Let Go
Wherever you are,
whoever you become —
know this:
I will be waiting for you.
Maybe you won’t be called Zucky this time.
Maybe your eyes will be a different shade.
Maybe the world will shape you in ways I can’t yet imagine.
But none of that matters.
Because love, real love,
doesn’t need a name to recognize its home.
I don’t know where or when we’ll meet again.
But I know the moment will be quiet.
No fireworks.
No loud declarations.
Just that stillness —
that sudden hush in the soul
when something lost comes back.
I’ll feel it.
I always do.
Even now, I feel you in the wind,
in the silence before I begin a piece of art,
in the way my hands tremble when a photo catches something unseen.
You are still with me.
Just not in fur or body.
But you will be again.
And when that day comes —
when the universe decides it’s time —
I will kneel,
look into your new eyes,
and whisper:
“I know it’s you.”
So, my beloved, don’t be afraid.
Come back in your own way,
at your own pace.
You don’t have to rush.
I’ll be here.
Open.
Soft.
Listening.
There will always be a place for you —
in my arms,
in my home,
in my art,
in my soul.
No matter what life brings,
no matter how long it takes —
my love will recognize your soul
like a song I’ve always known.
And when that day comes,
you’ll feel it too —
not in your mind,
but in the gentle certainty
that says:
“She’s been waiting.”
Because I have.
Because I always will.
Until then,
come in dreams.
Come in whispers.
Come in morning light or the hush of evening.
Come as mist, as memory, as muse.
I will keep the door open.
The light on.
The art alive.
The heart ready.
Come home when you’re ready, love.
I’ll be here.
— Mum, who will know you in every form
Zucky, you are the heart and soul whisperer behind this gallery, the heartbeat within my art.
May the artworks here stir something deep within —
A whisper to your own Heart and Soul.
A reminder that love, once given, is never lost.
Photographic Works Featuring Zucky
Many of the fine art photographs within this collection were inspired by and include Zucky — visually or symbolically. These works may be purchased:
With Zucky’s image included, as part of a visible tribute
Or without his presence, if you prefer a more abstract connection to love and loss
Each piece is offered with reverence — as both artwork and remembrance.
Giving Back in Zucky’s Name
In the spirit of love and legacy, a portion of all gallery sales is devoted to advancing critical research into feline hypertrophic cardiomyopathy (HCM) and saddle thrombus — the very conditions that took Zucky far too soon.
Your purchase not only supports meaningful, heartfelt art — it contributes to hope, healing, and longer lives for cats around the world.
Please Note: Page Under Maintenance
This tribute collection is currently undergoing a loving update.
Please return shortly to view the complete photographic portfolio of Dr Zenaidy Castro and explore all works inspired by Zucky’s life and legacy.
Until then — thank you for visiting, for feeling, and for remembering.
Here, love never fades. It only transforms.