A year ago this month I lost one of my best friends, my kitty cat, Sammy. Here he is:
He was only 9 years old, but I had to have him put down because he was suffering from heart failure. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done.
Sammy was the first cat I ever got that was 100% mine. When I got married and moved out of my parent's house, I left all the kitties behind, because they had been with my folks for so long. Naturally, having cats my whole life, I was very lonely without a kitty in the house. So a week later I went looking for a cat.
I hit the local PetsMart because they usually have animals for adoption. The first cat I saw that I thought I'd like was a little tiger striped cat, but he was already adopted, so I kept looking. And there, in a bottom cage, was a brother and sister pair of black and white cats. She had already been adopted, but the boy still needed a home. I fell in love with him right away. (I've always liked black and white cats.) So I purchased all the neccesities you need for a kitty, payed the adoption fee, and brought Sammy home. On the drive home I decided to call him Sam, for the character Sam played by Scott Backula on Quantum Leap.
Sammy and I went through so much together. Moving so many times I lost count, a divorce, getting remarried and moving from California to Michigan, moving around Michigan, a baby, and another divorce. Through it all, he remained my buddy and my companion. He was very picky about who he liked, but once he liked you, you had a friend for life. My (now) BF even got to meet him about a month before he passed away.
When he got sick, I was devistated. I took him to the vet who told me he had heart failure. So I had to make the decision to have him put down. I wasn't about to let my best friend suffer in pain for who knew how many more days. So I held him while the vet gave him the injection, and cried my eyes out the whole time. Once he was gone, I didn't want to let him go. I couldn't believe my Sammykat was gone. But the vet was very kind and burried him under a tree in their animal memory yard. So I know he was taken care of.
He was my little angel, and I will never forget him. I hope to get a tattoo of him soon, that looks a little like this: http://www.almostabstract.freeuk.com/Originals/OriginalsSL/Pasl169.jpg, which looks very much like Sammy, with his birth month and year and death date on it. It will be my tribute to my dearest cat.
I have had many cats in my life, but none of them will ever take Sammy's place. I miss you buddy. And I hope to see you again some day. I love you.
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I was very fortunate to meet Sammy. He was a sweet, loving, gentle kitty. Though it was only once that I met him, I miss him terribly as well. I remember laying there on the floor and feeling the big, fuzzy body flopping down next to me and settling up against my chest. He stayed there all night.
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