Five years ago today, I helped Angel Sammy to The Rainbow Bridge. It was a shock, since I'd trapped this friendly feral for a dental exam at the vet's office. The vet said he was too sick, and his mouth was a mess. Back then, I didn't have the gumption to push back at the vet, because I didn't know then that I could pill a feral, or that there were compounding meds to rub into an ear.
But, Sammy was ready to go. He gave me a look, that said, "I'm tired. Please let me go." I cried, and cried, and sobbed, and so did the veterinarian. Sammy was my first euthanization too, and I didn't have time to prepare...if there is such a thing.
Sammy had a wonderful meow, that was more like a bark..."ARF!", and I miss it. Hard to believe this much time has elapsed. His cremains are in a white urn, that sits on my dresser. The top photo was the first one I'd taken of him ever, on April 17, 2010, so he was a part of The 'O' Cats for over four years. As time went on, he became used to me, and I was able to pet him. Hope you are resting in peace, Angel Sammy. I love you.
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