Debra & CB (GA) & Gang
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Sadly, with much tears in my eyes, today my Sam earned his wings. I know that I haven't really spoke much about Sam here, so let me sorta introduce you to my boy. Sam was born many many moons ago (about 14 years worth) to a stray mom kitty that roamed around our neighborhood. To tell you the truth, I don't even remember what color she was, nor the colors of his siblings. She just came by here once in a while looking for a drink of cool water or some food. One day though, she came here with a small herd of kittens following her. One stood out, a brilliantly blue eyed baby, little siamese mix, a beautiful little baby! I wanted to grab that baby up so quick, but I didn't. I didn't want to scare mom kitty. Over the next 2 or 3 weeks mom kitty would come back on occasion, but as luck would have it, that gorgeous little kitten didn't! I worried, I just knew that some horrible fate fell upon him.
Then one day, lo and behold, there was mom kitty with her entire flock of purrlings, and I snatched that blue eyed baby up so quick he didn't know what had happened! He had the dark tipped ears, nose, feet and tail, and was a light creamy color elsewhere. As he grew his coat darkened and developed into a chocolate color on his sides, with swirls of beige running through the chocolate. He looked sorta like a lynx point siamese. The fatter he got the darker he got! LOL! And fat he got! Sam topped out at about 16 pounds, rotund, and happy. He always loved Jasmine, and she seemed to appreciate the attention she got from him.
When I had to have Jasmine put to sleep, Sam took it hard. He became depressed and just wanted to stay on our bed alone. I tried to spend extra time with him, and he seemed to enjoy that, but still he wasn't the same Sam. He started losing weight....very gradually, nothing extreme. I didn't really worry, I thought it was due to him still grieving and his age. Then this weekend I noticed that he wasn't eating much. I offered him canned ad, which he ate up readily, for just 2 days. Then I switched to chicken flavored baby food, which he ate well, until last night. He started breathing heavily last night, and my heart knew what my head didn't want to face. I got him to my vet this morning....where they found a huge mass in his abdomen! And with the stress from the car ride he started having blood dripping from one nostril. My vet also found that several other lymph nodes which were enlarged and hard.
Instead of putting Sam through all sorts of tests and such, I decided to give him peace. My vet inserted a catheter into his vein, and we went into the "peaceful" room at the clinic. There I sat and spoke to Sam, telling him how he was such a good boy, and that he could go be with Jasmine now, and to watch out for Tequila (he used to pick on her sooo much!). Then the vet gave him the sedation, and then the final shot. He went very quickly, quietly as he always was. No more suffering or hiding his illness.........
I knew that this would be the most likely outcome of today. But, when the vet tech came out with a fur clipping tied with a beautiful blue bow, I lost it right there. Drove home crying, grabbed Autumn and Bruiser, and hugged them for all I was worth.
And so, namaste my beautiful blue eyed boy. Sam, I will always cherish the 14 years we had together. So now, go play with Jasmine, say Hi to Cinnamon and Care Bear, speak to Cowboy and Schultzie, and watch out for Tequila. See ya soon, Sam I Am. :^(
Then one day, lo and behold, there was mom kitty with her entire flock of purrlings, and I snatched that blue eyed baby up so quick he didn't know what had happened! He had the dark tipped ears, nose, feet and tail, and was a light creamy color elsewhere. As he grew his coat darkened and developed into a chocolate color on his sides, with swirls of beige running through the chocolate. He looked sorta like a lynx point siamese. The fatter he got the darker he got! LOL! And fat he got! Sam topped out at about 16 pounds, rotund, and happy. He always loved Jasmine, and she seemed to appreciate the attention she got from him.
When I had to have Jasmine put to sleep, Sam took it hard. He became depressed and just wanted to stay on our bed alone. I tried to spend extra time with him, and he seemed to enjoy that, but still he wasn't the same Sam. He started losing weight....very gradually, nothing extreme. I didn't really worry, I thought it was due to him still grieving and his age. Then this weekend I noticed that he wasn't eating much. I offered him canned ad, which he ate up readily, for just 2 days. Then I switched to chicken flavored baby food, which he ate well, until last night. He started breathing heavily last night, and my heart knew what my head didn't want to face. I got him to my vet this morning....where they found a huge mass in his abdomen! And with the stress from the car ride he started having blood dripping from one nostril. My vet also found that several other lymph nodes which were enlarged and hard.
Instead of putting Sam through all sorts of tests and such, I decided to give him peace. My vet inserted a catheter into his vein, and we went into the "peaceful" room at the clinic. There I sat and spoke to Sam, telling him how he was such a good boy, and that he could go be with Jasmine now, and to watch out for Tequila (he used to pick on her sooo much!). Then the vet gave him the sedation, and then the final shot. He went very quickly, quietly as he always was. No more suffering or hiding his illness.........
I knew that this would be the most likely outcome of today. But, when the vet tech came out with a fur clipping tied with a beautiful blue bow, I lost it right there. Drove home crying, grabbed Autumn and Bruiser, and hugged them for all I was worth.
And so, namaste my beautiful blue eyed boy. Sam, I will always cherish the 14 years we had together. So now, go play with Jasmine, say Hi to Cinnamon and Care Bear, speak to Cowboy and Schultzie, and watch out for Tequila. See ya soon, Sam I Am. :^(
Beautiful story about how you chose him. 
