Sadness....
*sighs* Mum phoned me Friday night to tell me that Sammy had passed away...
She was about 20 Years old. Possibly 20 this October just gone. Thursday, she was quite active and eating, Friday lunch time, mum said she wasn't very well, and she went downhill as the hours went by. She died in her basket in her sleep around 7pm. Mum said, you could tell that she wasn't in pain. And she wanted to be by herself, so mum thinks that she knew it was her time.
As you can imagine, I'm devastated. I can't remember NOT having Sammy, as she was so old. I've had many cats in my life, and Sammy has just always been there. When I lived at my mums, she was my shadow. She was more loyal to me than ANY dog I've had. She was like Lassie. She used to meet me on the way home from school almost every day. She'd wait at the fields behind our row of houses. She must have known my footsteps, because I'd always hear her little bell and she'd come out of the bushes and we'd walk the rest of the way home together. On the odd occasion she she didn't come running out of the bushes, I'd whistle, and then she'd come running. I'd whistle her (like you would a dog) to come in at nights, (as she'd always hang out at the fields and ditches behind the houses) and after a few minutes, I'd hear her little bell, and she'd come running. Her fave place to sleep was above my head, spred out on the pillow, lol.
I wish I could have taken her with me when I moved into my dads, but I grew up out in the sticks, and my dad always lived in a town. And, after giving it a lot of thought, I decided that she was safer where there was much less traffic and dangers, so I left her at mums. As you know from me posting over the years, she'd come to stay with me at dads for a couple of weeks when mum went away. And I had always gone home at weekends to visit.
I have some wonderful, wonderful memories of her, and I will treasure them forever. She was one in, well, there's not a number. There was and never will be a Kitty-cat like Sammy. She has got me through some very hard times over the years, and for that I am and always will be very greatful.
R.I.P Sammy. I will NEVER forget you and the happy years that we spent together.
She was about 20 Years old. Possibly 20 this October just gone. Thursday, she was quite active and eating, Friday lunch time, mum said she wasn't very well, and she went downhill as the hours went by. She died in her basket in her sleep around 7pm. Mum said, you could tell that she wasn't in pain. And she wanted to be by herself, so mum thinks that she knew it was her time.
As you can imagine, I'm devastated. I can't remember NOT having Sammy, as she was so old. I've had many cats in my life, and Sammy has just always been there. When I lived at my mums, she was my shadow. She was more loyal to me than ANY dog I've had. She was like Lassie. She used to meet me on the way home from school almost every day. She'd wait at the fields behind our row of houses. She must have known my footsteps, because I'd always hear her little bell and she'd come out of the bushes and we'd walk the rest of the way home together. On the odd occasion she she didn't come running out of the bushes, I'd whistle, and then she'd come running. I'd whistle her (like you would a dog) to come in at nights, (as she'd always hang out at the fields and ditches behind the houses) and after a few minutes, I'd hear her little bell, and she'd come running. Her fave place to sleep was above my head, spred out on the pillow, lol.
I wish I could have taken her with me when I moved into my dads, but I grew up out in the sticks, and my dad always lived in a town. And, after giving it a lot of thought, I decided that she was safer where there was much less traffic and dangers, so I left her at mums. As you know from me posting over the years, she'd come to stay with me at dads for a couple of weeks when mum went away. And I had always gone home at weekends to visit.
I have some wonderful, wonderful memories of her, and I will treasure them forever. She was one in, well, there's not a number. There was and never will be a Kitty-cat like Sammy. She has got me through some very hard times over the years, and for that I am and always will be very greatful.
R.I.P Sammy. I will NEVER forget you and the happy years that we spent together.