Angel Sammy left for The Rainbow Bridge four years ago today, and I miss him still. He wasn't well, and I tried hard to keep him with us, but he'd had enough and was ready to leave. The veterinarian said that his mouth was 'a mess' when I finally trapped Sammy, and carried him in for a dental procedure. She felt the kindest thing was to let him go, and as I looking into his eyes, he told me that it was his time. The veterinarian cried along with me, as Sammy drifted off to Heaven. However, I still have that twinge of guilt, because maybe we could have administered medicine, by mixing it with his food perhaps. At that time, neither of us had any experience with pilling or medicating cats, since Chuck wasn't diagnosed with his heart and kidney problems yet. And Sammy was feral, or the complete opposite of a house-cat. So, Sammy, I love you and miss you, and hope you can feel my affection for you.