SAMANTHA~MY~HEART

Born: May, 1987 Died: July 13, 2005

She was the BEST pet-friend I've EVER had!

This is my Heart, Samantha. Sammy is a Maine Coon who came to us via my sister (A stray), during 1987 (18 years ago). Sammy was born during the month of May. She's literally "My Heart."

We've had MANY pet-friends, and although I loved each and every one of them, Sammy has been the most special. She is gentle, loving, sweet, accepts anyone who enters our home by greeting them at the door and looking for a pet. There's not one mean bone in her body. She's been my constant companion for the past 18 years. Wherever I am, so is my Sammy. This furbaby is the 'love of my life.' She's more than a pet-friend to me.

This last year has been extremely difficult. Sammy was diagnosed with renal failure. We had a vet-tech coming to our home once a week to administer fluids via an intervenes line, to give her back the fluids she was losing; also to flush her kidneys. That procedure seemed to be working for several months up until Sammy couldn't tolerate it anymore.

Please understand, although I am eternally grateful to our Lord for allowing me to have Sammy in my life for just about 18 years, I guess I just want more. I'm devastated right now, as Sam is on a downward path. I know that the end won't be too far in the future. I love and adore her more than I can convey here. She's just SO sweet, kisses me on my face whenever she can. I will be devastated once Sammy isn't here anymore. I have not idea just how long the mourning period will be, but gauged upon how much I love and adore her, I'd guess for a long time, and then some.

I feel that the only people who will truly understand "Where I'm Coming From," are animal lovers. Unless you have a special pet-friend, you cannot fully understand the bond that is created.

When Sammy was younger, she'd run to the door when someone came in, greeting them. She'd play 'hide-in-seek' with us, and also 'tag!' She was so full of energy. She was like this up until this past year. No matter how old Sammy gets, she'll always have my heart and complete love.

I guess it's just a matter of time until she passes on. I try (And do), to spend as much quality time with her as possible. Even now, she wakes me up each and every morning with a 'meow and kisses me on my face.' I don't ever think it's probable to ever find another such as my Sammy. I absolutely love her with all my heart. Our home with never be the same without Sammy in it, never. I'm devastated although I knew that this time would come; you can never prepare yourself, although you think that you are.

My Heart Samantha was put to sleep today, July 13, '05

She only weighed 4 1/2 pounds, and there was nothing more her vet, nor I, could do for her. Everything in her precious little body was shutting down. Our vet said "We did the right thing for our beautiful furbaby." I will miss her more than any words can convey. Goodbye my Beautiful, Sweet, Loving Sammy. Mommy and Daddy will NEVER forget you.

Samantha My Heart Goodbye

Remember: Hug Your Loved Ones, both Human & Pet-Friends, Daily.

With Gentle Hugs & Warm Smiles,

Babs

06/22/2008

A Poem Sent To Me By A Dear Friend:

All Pets Go To Heaven

Can you imagine a heaven without pets?

There is a very special place where beloved pets go after they die. This is only a temporary location. But there are trees and grass and lakes, and everything they love. Here they can play and eat and sleep, even better than they did, before they died. Now, there are no aches or worries or dangers of any kind to trouble or threaten them. The only joy missing is their beloved human companion, you.

All health is restored completely, and all injuries are healed. Dogs and cats play with each other like youngsters, and they do not have time to feel lonely for you. They miss you, and with the special wisdom that animals have, they trust that this condition will get better. And they confidently wait as they frolic.

A wonderful day will come for each of them, when in the middle of playing they will suddenly feel something is different. And all their senses will be at the height of excitement and exuberance. They will sniff the air and look off in the distance where they recognize that dearly loved special presence. Then they will call out in elation, and with eyes shining and tail going wild, tear off at a full gallop, almost flying over the green grass.

Your expected arrival has been sensed, and now there is nothing that can keep the two of you apart, ever again. As you run toward each other the tears flow from your eyes. Your pet leaps into your arms, and you cling together in jubilant reunion. The joyous kisses are all over your face, and you kiss back, just as ecstatically. Your hands so lovingly caress once more the beloved fur, the head and neck and body you knew so well. And you look into each other’s loving eyes, and all those old, wonderful shared feelings are back, again.

And then something will call the both of you on, to a different field of warmth and nurture, where all the love you knew now comes to fruition. With your pet, you leave that special waiting area, walk into the main part of heaven, and begin a new existence there, together.

If you accept that pets can love us as much as we do them, then the logic is clear and cannot be denied. If you believe that there is a heaven for people, then they must be there, waiting for us, when we cross over. Heaven is love, and pets always share that with us.

— Wallace Sife, Ph.D. The Loss of a Pet (Revised Edition, 1998), Chapter 16

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