RobbiesMom
Active Member
Both my kitties are fine but this morning we lost a cat that I've known for 18 years, helped pickout and cared for VERY often throughout his life. He was the inspiration for me getting my Maine Coon cats and he was, undoubtedly, the best cat I've ever known - including my two whom I love, well, as you all can imagine.
Samson was a communicator, a lover boy, smart, funny, affectionate, loyal and so devoted to his mom that he waited for her to come home from a business trip and somehow knowing she was having a hard time making the decision to put him down he died in her lap in the parking lot in front of the Vets office - saving her that last painful decision. He also made sure he didn't die on my watch which all this week I've been so scared would happen - we kept him as comfortable as possible and he really seemed OK just on his way out until last night when he started to cry in what sounded like a painful way. His mom sang him to sleep and he was resting until 9am this morning - he got up - peed all over the bedroom floor and lay down in the hallway like he just couldn't go on. She rushed him to the vet and before she could get him in the door he shuttered his last breath and was gone.
We buried him this morning, my husband, my friend (his mom) and myself - next to her first cat in her side yard under a big patch of moss and a couple of pieces of slate marking the spot. My husband said a loving goodbye and as the vet said "it's the end of an era" - I will miss his talking, his funny chirping and his handsome face. He was my Sammy hammy hampster man and I was his second Mom... Fly free special boy, no more pills, syringes, lumps or bumps you are pain free and chasing mice all around over the rainbow bridge....
Thanks for listening ... I know you will ALL understand...
Samson was a communicator, a lover boy, smart, funny, affectionate, loyal and so devoted to his mom that he waited for her to come home from a business trip and somehow knowing she was having a hard time making the decision to put him down he died in her lap in the parking lot in front of the Vets office - saving her that last painful decision. He also made sure he didn't die on my watch which all this week I've been so scared would happen - we kept him as comfortable as possible and he really seemed OK just on his way out until last night when he started to cry in what sounded like a painful way. His mom sang him to sleep and he was resting until 9am this morning - he got up - peed all over the bedroom floor and lay down in the hallway like he just couldn't go on. She rushed him to the vet and before she could get him in the door he shuttered his last breath and was gone.
We buried him this morning, my husband, my friend (his mom) and myself - next to her first cat in her side yard under a big patch of moss and a couple of pieces of slate marking the spot. My husband said a loving goodbye and as the vet said "it's the end of an era" - I will miss his talking, his funny chirping and his handsome face. He was my Sammy hammy hampster man and I was his second Mom... Fly free special boy, no more pills, syringes, lumps or bumps you are pain free and chasing mice all around over the rainbow bridge....
Thanks for listening ... I know you will ALL understand...
