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23 May 2011
I came here right after Sammy died...feeling so lost and hopeless. I want to post memories of him before he died. I want all of you to know who he was before that dreadful day. The following will be what I recall, thank you for being there for me....all of you


I'm making this thread to tell you who Sammy was before he died. I was especially inspired by Spirit, who lost her best friend just this week. Spirit responded to the post I made...just days after Sammy's death, and her positive attitude about her beloved kitty makes me "know" that remembering the little things our best friends did in their lives...the details, the accents that made us love them so much while they were with us....despite their death...is utterly healing.

Where to start but at the beginning! Some of you know that Sammy came to me by surprise...totally. I was 7 months pregnant with my last child, and my husband came home early one day with this tiny black ball of fur on his shoulders. He worked for the electric company....surveying peoples property for electric upgrades. He went to someones home to do just that, and they had a litter of kittens that they were trying to give homes to.

To understand how strange it is that Sammy and I became soul mates...you have to understand that my husband didn't particularly like cats...but he knew I did. This man, my husband...a dog lover, looked at this litter of kittens and saw "something" in Sammy, and picked him up and brought him home to me...HUGE thing for him to do, and something I will be forever grateful for.

Sammy was so tiny then. He couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 weeks old....he surely wasn't weaned yet from his mother. He had little triangles stuck on the side of his head for ears, and definitely hadn't discovered "drinking" yet...as he still tried to suck the water (or milk that I put down for him). His fur stood straight up still too.

Sammy claimed me as "his" from the second my husband disentangled his tiny claws from his shoulder and put him in my hands. He somehow climbed up on the bed every morning to pounce on my head....his signal that I need to stop laying around, and get up and feed him! I would wake up with this tiny black body on my face...arms around my head, legs around my neck, and teeth biting my face....this was Sammy's communication to me that I should get the hell up and feed him....now!

What's really funny to me now, all these years later (17) is that this tiny little "helpless" kitten grew into a sleek 18 pound black cat that strutted around like he was a panther in the jungle.

I'm an animal lover so have several cats, and even two dogs...but the entire household "knew" who was KING....and it was Sammy. He could swath a path just with his strut, and his energy. You could see his shoulder blades moving in perfect synchronicity with his hind legs when he "strutted" and slowly scoped the area as he "walked" from room to room. And that tail of his!

Sammy didn't "talk" much in life...he didn't have to. He had the smallest of purrs, and never meowed...all it took was a look, a glance, a glare to get his point across. But the tail was his biggest communicator. He could swish it so faaaast and you would know what was on his mind....he was not pleased about something someone thought or didn't think in his direction.

I can't possibly put into one post what Sammy was, and still is to me. Let this be the first of many posts of positive memories of my KING panther cat, that taught me so much about life. I love you Sammy....and miss you tremendously.

Love and light
20 May 2011
My Sammy died 16 days ago, and in the first days after his death, I was just in no shape at all to do anything but sob the heart wrenching sobs that come when you lose someone that has affected your life as deeply as Sammy had affected mine.

Somehow I found this site though, and it turned out to be the beginning of such desperately needed healing for me. When I first found this site, I was overwhelmed at how many people were feeling the same kind of grief I was feeling. So many similar stories of loving a special friend and the same lost feelings, like a nuclear blast just went off, after the dreaded experience of their best friends death. I felt like I had found a place where my words, and feelings about Sammy could be understood totally.

This was vital to me at that time, because I found myself feeling utterly alone in my own family. It has taken the over two weeks since Sammy's death to help my family understand the level of grief I was feeling about Sammy's death. My husband and daughters all felt that I surely loved Sammy more than I loved them. They had never seen such horrendous sadness in me and they felt that my heart only had room for Sammy.

This forum has allowed me to fully express my grief without judgment and with the kindest of love and compassion that can only come from those that truly understand the same loss I feel about Sammy. It's been a long two weeks since Sammy's death...many ups and downs, many adjustments to my daily life. I was Sammy's total care hospice nurse for nearly the last two years of his life, and I still catch myself thinking I have to go attend to him...but remember he's not here anymore.

Without everyone here, and their kind loving words of support, and the sharing of their own story, helping me not feel so alone...I can't begin to guess how I could have coped in the beginning. I'm sure I would still be stuck in the last moments of his life, filled with needless pain.

So, with this post...my heartfelt intention is to thank everyone that took the time to read about my precious Sammy and then to further leave words of love, encouragement, advice....and hope that the horrendous grief would someday subside, and that my feelings were understood.

I clung to every word of advice, every word of hope, every word of understanding...like someone hanging onto a piece of debris after a ship wreck. I read, and reread every word left for me, and it's my heartfelt hope that everyone knows how truly grateful I am for everything given to me in those hours of deep need.

I still miss Sammy terribly, and sometimes the pain of not feeling his little body next to me washes over me with huge intensity. Yet, I'm still functioning somehow, and managing to remember more and more of what a gift Sammy was to me during his 17 years of life, remembering more than the sick days, and his death...remembering that having him in my life changed me to be more open than I was when he first came to me...and I feel in large part I owe my ability to heal to everyone here on this site.

With the deepest of gratitude, I thank you all for helping me navigate out of the worst pain I've ever felt...to be here today, without sobbing and able to help others along the same path I was on two weeks ago...Thank you all, so very much.

Love and Light

Sammy's Momma
11 May 2011
I lost my beloved Sammy cat on the 4th of May. One thing I'm grateful for here, is reading everyone's account of their grief...I no longer feel so alone.

Sammy was my soul mate, my teacher, my guide, my true love...for 17 years. My husband disputes this...he insists that he is number one...but what he doesn't seem to realize is...Sammy's unconditional love for me all of these years....has made it possible for me to love HIM.

What's ironic is....my husband gave Sammy to me over 17 yrs ago when I was still pregnant with our last child, and he didn't particularly like cats even back then.

Sammy has been declining in his health for several years...albeit slowly. I think now, he gave me the gift of slowly adjusting to himself being gone...although, now, i think it was a flawed idea that isn't/didn't really work.

Wednesday morning I woke up to take my youngest child to school. My habit was, to take Sammy to his food bowl...he was blind, and liked me to take him to his bowl in the last months of his life. I did this, gave him kisses and told him I would be back soon.

You see, my entire existance was wrapped around my Sammy...every waking moment, and every second in between. I think I've had maybe 7 hours of sleep in the last two years, constantly waking up in the night to make sure he was ok.

And I didn't complain about the care I gave him at the end...I knew sleep would come someday...but if I didn't make myself available to him, my moments with him would be gone....forever someday soon. So I willingly became a geriatric care nurse for my beloved friend.

When I came home from taking my child to school on Wednesday of course my first stop was my room where Sammy was. He was fine, or so it seemed. He was on my bed resting peacefully so I left to go call my Grandson.

You see, it was my grandson's 4th Birthday that day too...I had sat in my office on the computer waiting for my grandson to wake up so I could talk to him and wish him a Happy Birthday. Once I chatted with him, I told my daughter I had to go and be with Sammy....so I hung up. This was maybe 2 hours after I had come home from taking my child to school.

I opened the door to my room and it took 2 seconds or less for me to know Sammy was leaving this earth on that day. When I got into my bed next to him....he scuttled away, he didn't walk...he scuttled...and then he urinated on the bed.

I knew in the depths of my soul it was over then. All of the months of sobbing in fear that he was going to die, all of the months praying that god would take him peacefully if he were in pain, all of the months of taking him to the cat box, or food and water getting one or two hours a sleep at a time at most...came to a screeching halt.

I ran to my office and called my vet's office and described his symptoms, breathing heavily and with great difficulty, the urinating...and she said...bring...him...in...(these words sounded like huge ringing bells to me) as if I didn't know she would say it....and I dreaded it horribly.

You see...I was praying for months that he would die peacefully. I was holding him and telling him telepathically and with my touch....that it was ok for him to pass over if he were in pain, that I would be ok if he left. I did NOT want to take him to my vet and have my precious best friend die on a cold steel table...euthanasia was the absolute last resort to me.

Oh but no...euthanasia was in the cards for us that day, and when I realized I had to put my beloved cat in his carrier...and then take him to my truck, and then drive him to the vet....I went into a near shock state. How the hell we got there safely....I will never know.

He cried on the way to the vet. Sammy...my once dignified KING cat, that we all knew was a black panther in disguise...he just had such a regal sense about him, Sammy my precious cat that never meowed....he didn't have to....he told me what he wanted with his mind, and if I didnt "hear' him...he smacked me with his rope of a tail, Sammy that had the smallest pur ever of a cat...he often made me wonder if he WAS a cat, he never meowed, purred or anything regularly catlike...was crying in his carrier on the way to the vet last Wednesday. It broke my sole...it was the beginning of the worst pain I've ever felt in my life.

We made it to my vet's office safely somehow. I opened his carrier when we got there and he had gone down 55 billion times more since we left home 5 minutes before! He was drooling on his paw, and trying to stand up, because he couldn't breathe. The girl that ran the desk was in an exam room with the doctor and no one was at the desk but me and Sammy. All I could do was pet his head and kiss him telling him I was there.

Sometimes you wonder why things so horrible pan out as they do when they are happening...as I was definitely WONDERING!! Then an elderly woman came up to me as I stood there feeling helpless petting my obviously dying cat. I never met her before, she was in the waiting room waiting for her own dog to be returned to her after a checkup. This woman reached out and hugged me, and told me she was so very sorry....she knew my pain.

I will never forget this woman reaching out to me at that moment. My soul was in shreds...I was trying to keep it together for Sammy so he would feel some kind of peace (yeah, like I could hide my soul shredding from HIM!) and this woman, came up to me and gave me the most human love...because she KNEW my pain...she briefly told me she had been where I am before. I think that woman healed me and Sammy with that act that day.

I was reminded of a woman I saw in the parking lot of my vets office about a year ago. She was sobbing, terrible sobs from her soul. I had gone into the vet to get flea treatments for all of my cats when I came out and saw her sobbing. I knew...I knew in my soul, that she had just lost her best friend. I went to her and held her for about five minutes. I told her I knew what she was feeling, and that my prayers were with her. Then I got in my truck and left. It didnt fall short on me, that my vets office was a place where people recognized each others pain immediately, and here, a year later....I was the recipient of the same kindred fellow love of a pet parent.

Finally Sammy and I were taken to a room and my friend at the front desk jumped into immediate action and got the doctor to come to Sammy right away. By then Sammy was even worse...and I was having a very difficult time keeping the horrendous tears at bay. He was trying to stand up, because he couldn't breathe. He was gagging, throwing up and drooling profusely....it was as if I had been transported into the worst nightmare you could think of.

We laid Sammy down, the doctor shaved the fur off of his leg to access his artery easily, and injected the pink fluid that stopped his heart. He was gone in...maybe two heart beats. I barely had time to tell him that I love him, and to thank him for everything he gave me in the last 17 years....and it was over.

I could do nothing but bend over clutching my heart, groaning in the most intense pain I have ever ever felt. I held on to my vet's assistant and nearly screamed, asking her what I was to do without my Sammy now???

After she was able to hug and calm me, she told me I could stay with Sammy for as long as I wanted, so I picked his little limp body up and held him close to my body and I sobbed like an animal. He was so limp...never, ever was I to feel his face rub mine when I held him to my chest...it was so horrid. I couldn't get his eyes to close either. Sammy was blind the last year or so of his life, and instinctively I tried to close his eyes...but they wouldnt close.

My vet's assistant came in and asked me about the options available...I could take him home and bury him in the back yard....NO WAY! How am I going to bury my best friend in the freaking back yard?

I could cremate him and have his ashes spread somewhere "nice". NO WAY that's MY best friend...his ashes stay with ME! So that's the option I chose...Sammy was to be cremated and given back to me in a special box that I could put his picture on.

I left the vet office that day in pieces. I had to sit in the parking lot for a good 30 minutes to be able to drive home. Then came the "joy" of making the phone calls and telling my family.

My youngest daughter was still in school, I decided not to screw up her day to tell her that the cat she knew from the day she was born was now dead. I did however call my oldest child who has remembered Sammy from day one, and it was a terrible call to make.

My husband, who gave me Sammy all those years ago got an email...as he's in Afghanistan. And bless him, he's still trying to "fix" my pain of Sammy's death. He wants so much to make me feel better, and he just will not accept that Sammy's death is something that will be with me forever...it's a matter of learning to live with it.

My family has dreaded the day that Sammy would die. They all knew he and I were soul mates....everyone knew it was going to be like D-Day with his death....and they were right.

I have been on the worst emotional rollercoaster since Wedneday. It's funny...I still have my grocery shopping list for that day...and that day seems like an eternity ago....the world indeed stopped when I came home without Sammy....his carrier is still in my truck.

I did however get his ashes back today. I made a ceremony of it...of sorts. Instinctually I had to do things in a certain order. I left Sammy in the arms of my friend at the vets office on Wednesday, and today I picked up a small bag with his remains, and several items to read and a candle.

I took the candle out and lit it. There was a half broken heart pendant in the bag...half for me, half in Sammy's crematory box with his remains. I put the pendant on my gold chain immediately. I read his death certificate and the absolutely healing poem enclosed...then I took his box out of the bag, wrapped in blue tissue paper. Slowly I unwrapped it and then attached a picture of him I had waiting for this moment.

Now Sammy and I are on a new path. He can no longer lay next to me, and rub his face on mine to show his love, or swish his tail in disapproval...we are on a path to heal together, and by god...I was given this precious soul for 17 years so somehow, someway I will find a way to heal...so I can be open to him.

I don't know where to go from here....so I found this site. I can only hope my post isnt so infernally long and verbose that no one understands who Sammy and I are.

Blessings to everyone

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