Monday, April 09, 2007
(recent photos of Sammy, Mr Potsblog too, and Sammy's pudgy little sister Emily)
Sammy was an abandoned kitten found in a box on a cold winter morning in Chicago.
Sammy chose ME by jumping into my lap and purring, both times I visted the shelter.
Sammy was my bachelor cat.
Sammy threw up on my (soon to be) wife's skirt the first time he met her.
Sammy traveled around the US. He did not enjoy travel much.
Sammy slept next to me at night, including last night, his final night on earth.
Sammy nursed me through a million ailments, lying by my side and purring. You could say he saved my life.
Sammy caught 55 mice in his lifetime, that I know of.
Sammy was handsome and loving and a heck of a jumper, and his little sister who always had him near, and me who loved him so much, miss him.
I could swear the fluffy cloud overhead just after he passed was Sammy shaped, and bigger than a football field.