Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Sami, forever loved, always remembered

It is mom bean here again.  I've taken over the blog to share some of my favorite memories and stories of my beautiful girl Sami.  I'm sure Sasha, Saku and Sheldon will forgive me.....so long as I remember to feed them.

Sami came to us in August 2002 from the Regina Humane Society.  We had two cats at the time, Sasha and Silver, and my children convinced me we needed a third. (Don't ask me how....they just did).  When we went to the shelter I was adamant, we were going to get an older cat because kittens get adopted more quickly.  Ha!

We'll just take a peek into the kitten room they said.  We walked in and this little sprite of a kitten (about 6-7 weeks old according to the card) made it very clear she wanted our attention.  She jumped up and down, climbed the bars of the cage, and chirped eagerly.  We laughed because she reminded us of the Baby Sinclair of the Dinosaurs (a television program the kids loved), "I'm the baby, gotta love me".  

So we did.  And from that moment on this little girl had hold of my heart.  We brought her home to meet her older fur-sibs.  Sasha was tolerant (as he is with all kittens) and Silver hated her.  But they came to have an understanding.  As long as Sami was on the other side of Sasha, all was well.  Once Silver ran to the bridge Sami was happy to have Sasha to herself, and he was always her favorite...though the feeling wasn't always mutual.

Later when Shady and Silas came home, Sami became their mother.  She bathed and disciplined them even when they quickly out-sized her.  

Silas is the big orange tabby, his sister Shady is behind him, with wee Sami to their left.

Sami was always a little cat, she'd been found eating garbage in a bin (I assume someone tossed her) and I think that may have stunted her growth.  As the years passed, she became more rotund.  I always laughed and said it was pretty obvious she was my cat, short and round just like me.

She was our Walmart greeter.  There wasn't a person who came into the house that Sami didn't like.  However, when it came to the cats, she definitely ruled the roost.  Both Saku, and now Sheldon met the wrath of the paw of Sami and both learned to give her a wide berth. 

Sami was my cat or rather I was her bean.   Early mornings would find her perched on my shoulder (I sleep on my side), waiting and watching for any signs of wakefulness.  If that didn't work, she'd reach out a paw and touch my face gently.  AND if that didn't work, a claw would be extended to touch my face.  I learned to wake up before the claw was extended too far.


Sami never met a box she didn't like.  No matter the size she found her way in.  Her favorite box came into the house two years ago at Christmas, it sat beside the television stand with a towel in it (which I did switch and wash every so often).  That box is now in the garage as I cannot bear to look at it empty in the place it once 
sat.  

She also loved her toys, not to play with but to bring to me.  I'd hear her peeping her way down the hallway with her kitten, a Easter chick, or a mouse in her mouth.  Sami would drop the toy at my feet and you could see the pride on her face when I praised her for bringing the toy.

Her favorite watering hole was the toilet bowl.  She'd probably hate me for sharing this photo, but it makes me laugh. 

Sami could make me laugh, she could make me smile, and she was the first to comfort me if I was sad.  I think sometimes she was more in tune with my emotions than I am.

I miss her more than words can say.  I reach for where she slept on the bed in the middle of the night and she's not there.  I see one of her toys and I'm reminded I'll never hear that little chirp and trill again.  I see the fourth bowl that I no longer need to fill with food and tears fill my eyes.

Then I look at some of my favorite photos and I smile through my tears.  

  


I am so blessed to have had fifteen years with this beautiful girl.  What I wouldn't give for just one more day.  In time I hope we are reunited.  In the meantime, I'm sure she, Silas and Shady are getting caught up...while Silver is reminding her to keep her distance.  

Thank you to everyone who has left a comment in the past few days.  I take comfort knowing you understand our loss and have taken time to leave your kind words and purrs.  

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Purrs Please


Any and all purrs and pawsitive thoughts would be appreciated today.

Mom bean here.  Sami hasn't been feeling well for a couple of weeks.  I found a couple of her teeth in my bed one morning and since then she starting eating less.  The last few days have been troubling as her appetite has decreased further, her right eye waters, she's frequently sneezing and one side of her mouth appears to be swollen.

Today, she's hasn't eaten at all and until a couple of minutes ago, hadn't had anything to drink.  She's been sleeping most of the morning.  

We have an appointment at the vet in about an hour.  I'm praying that whatever is going on, can be readily fixed but am mentally preparing myself for the worst. 

She's on my lap at the moment, as if she knows she's the focus of this post.  I'll be giving her lots of love before we head out in the car.  I'll post an update later today or tomorrow.

Update:
Unfortunately my worst fears were realized.  Upon examination, the vet found a large invasive tumour that nearly filled Sami's mouth cavity.  We discussed potential surgeries and palliative care (which would have required pilling), but ultimately I decided I could not put Sami through more suffering and pain.  

With a heavy heart, and many tears I said good-bye to my sweet girl.  She went quietly and peacefully; I truly believe she knew it was her time.  Sami has joined her fursibs Silver, Shady, and Silas at the Rainbow Bridge.  I am grateful that she is no longer in pain, and I know the pain I feel today will be tempered in time.


Sami, you are and always will be part of my heart.  

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Thankful Thursday

Hi efurrybody, it's Sheldon here.

I'm furry thankful to say that I get to stay out with the other kitties all the time now.  Well, except at dark o'clock but that's because I won't stop running around and putting the bitey on the other kitties and the mom bean too (or is that g'ma bean?).  Anyway she says I have to stay in another room until I learn to settle down.

So you know what I did?  This morning when I woke her up at 5 a.m. with my crying, and she brought me in her room I curled up on her chest and then I.......

farted!  MOL  Now she says my name should be Stinky, not Sheldon.

Oh and another kitty has something to be thankful for today.  The other day, mom bean found a kitty in the back yard.*  Nope she didn't bring him inside.  He had goopy eyes, was furry skinny and had matted furs.  He was sitting in the bird bath getting a drink of water.  She was surprised when he let her come near and even pick him up.

She came back in the house and got the kitty carrier, intending to catch him and call the humane society.  She said it was pretty clear he'd been outside for quite a while.  Well, when she brought him out to the front yard, she left him in the carrier on the sidewalk while she ran in for the phone.  Some neighbourhood kids were riding by and they saw the carrier.  One little girl said, "hey that looks like Sammy".  

She told the mom bean he belonged to one of the neighbours, dropped her bike and ran down the street.  Within minutes the neighbours were at the house and Sammy's mom bean was crying.  She told our mom bean he'd been lost for so long they thought he was dead.  He'd been sick and they thought he'd wandered off to die.

But he didn't and now he's back at home again with his mom and dad bean.  That makes us all furry happy.  We sure hope they don't let him outside again, 'cuz he might just get lost again. 

*Normally I water early or late in the day.  For some reason that day I went out mid-afternoon.  It's hard to say, but I suspect I wouldn't have found Sammy otherwise as I hadn't seen him previously this summer.  Like the kitties, I sure hope his family keeps him safely inside for the rest of his natural life.


Sunday, August 13, 2017

Likely story

Hi efurrybody, Saku here today.


Appawently, that brat Sheldon, thinks he can take over my cat tree.  Not if I have anything to say about he can't!

Sasha and Sami say he's not all that bad, but I'm still not taking any chances.  Why just this morning, he came running out the bedroom when the mom bean went to feed him and he came running right up to me while I was having my breakfast.  I gave one of my best hisses and gave him the smacky paw.  He sure backed off in a hurry then...and so he should.

Mom bean tells me he'll be moving to his own house someday.  Well, it can't come soon enough for me!

Hope you're all have a brat-free week at your house.  




Saturday, August 5, 2017

Takeover Caturday!

Hi efurrybody!  I'm Sheldon and that G'ma bean said I could talk to you today.  

I'm really liking it here....well, most of the time.  I like to hang out with Sasha and Sami in the sunny room or the G'ma bean's room.

But I really lub it when the beans put the Saku in the sunny room....he really, really, really doesn't like me and I'm scared of him.....because then I get to run and play.  

I lub the tree, cat television, drinking from the water fountain, and stealing from the other kitties' food bowls.  I lub playing with all the kitty toys and running all over the house.  

I don't like having to stay in my mom bean's room all alone.  Even though I have toys and food and water, I cry lots until I get out or get tired.  

But G'ma bean says it is getting near time for me to move to another house with my mom and the sticky bean.  

She says I'm great fun, but a bit of a pest.  Saku says he agrees!  Oh, oh is that him coming now?
I'd better go check and see.

Have a great Caturday efurrybody!!



Sunday, July 16, 2017

Seriously Sunday

Hi efurrybody!  We're all in a bit of a snit here.  Can you guess why?

Well, first of all came this....
The sticky bean showed up with our bean sisfur.  Mom bean says he's gonna stay for awhile.  That might be okay but he makes lots of noises we're not used to and he's starting to move around.  We're just a little worried he might try to touch us!

AND then came this....
What the heck is that do you ask?  Well, it's in our cat tree and
it's watching OUR cat television.
And it's playing with our toys and hanging out with our bean brofur and our mom too!  
Mom bean says it's his name is Sheldon and she's promised he won't stay furry long.  Just 'til the bean sisfur and sticky bean find their own place.

Seriously, we sure hope so.  

Have a great week efurrybody!