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Born: May, 1987
Died:
July 13, 2005
There isn't a day or night that goes by
without me missing and loving you my Baby.........She was the best
pet-friend I've EVER had!
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May
I Go?
May
I go
now?
Do you
think
the time
is
right?
May I
say
goodbye
to pain
filled
days and
endless
lonely
nights?
I've
lived my
life and
done my
best, an
example
tried to
be.
So I can
take
that
step
beyond
and set
my
spirit
free? I
didn't
want to
go at
first, I
fought
with all
my
might.
But
something
seems to
draw me
now to a
warm and
living
light.
I want
to go
I really
do.
It's
difficult
to stay.
But I
will try
as best
I can
to live
just one
more
day.
To
give
you
time
to
care
for me
and
share
your
love
and
fears.
I know
you're
sad
and
afraid,
because
I see
your
tears.
I'll
not be
far, I
promise
that,
and
hope
you'll
always
know
that
my
spirit
will
be
close
to you
wherever
you
may
go.
Thank
you
for
loving
me.
You
know I
love
you
too,
that's
why
it's
hard
to say
goodbye
and
end
this
life
with
you.
So
hold
me now
just
one
more
time
and
let me
hear
you
say,
because
you
care
so
much
for
me,
you'll
let me
go
today.
Susan
A.
Jackson
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My beautiful furbaby, Samantha,
has been put to sleep today, July 13, 2005, at noon.
We brought her in to see her vet for a check on a few
problems she'd been having; like wanting to eat but as soon
as I'd feed her, she'd take a few nibbles then walk away and
meow at me. I cannot tell you the number of times I
drove to the grocery store, buying various kinds of cat
foods, just to see if that would help her eat. Nothing
worked.
Sammy had been losing weight,
something I attributed to her age and also her kidney
failure.
I love and loved this family
pet-friend more than any other family pet we've ever
had.....in a very different way. Sammy was my constant
companion wherever I was in our home. She was the most
loving, sweet and gentle pet-friend we've ever had. Of
course all our other pet-friends were loved to the max, but,
Sammy was different. Her vitality for life was
uncanny. Whenever she'd get sick, she fought back and
got better. Her love for her family was genuine and
strong. She loved everyone who walked into our home;
greeted them; waited for a pat on her head, and then just
went about her business.
The death of my beloved pet-friend
Samantha has devastated me. I know it killed my
heart, as it's broken into a thousand pieces. Oh Sam,
I miss you so much. I can still see you sleeping in
your bed; I can still see you looking outside at the birds
and the animals passing through your yard. My precious furbaby, I wish I could be holding you right now in my arms,
having you look up into my loving eyes. It's going to
be so hard not having you with us anymore my sweet baby
girl. Life just won't be the same without you, nor
will I.
It's amazing how the love of a
pet-friend can effect us so profoundly. So much so,
that life without them is almost unbearable. My
Samantha will always be my heart, someone so sweet and
loveable gave me all that she had: Her Love.
I miss her so much, and of course
the tears are just rolling down my face while I'm writing
these words...but my Sammy was such a special pet-friend
that she deserves a special dedication, and that's what I'm
doing. I'm dedicating my love and affection to the
greatest pet-friends I've ever had....Samantha, My Heart.
Everyone who knew you Sammy, loved
you. Even those people who were not fond of cats loved
you. You had such a wonderful disposition, and way
about you. You knew how to back away from people who
seemed aloof and/or afraid of cats. You knew how to
look at our friends and family, with that sparkle in those
beautiful big green eyes of yours. What a doll-baby
you were. All the games we played together through the
years; you playing hide and seek with us, and tag! How
you'd run once we tagged you! Oh, that brings such a
chuckle to me even now. How you'd run to the door
whenever your beloved David or Dad came home........to greet them.
What a delight you truly were. Even at the end of your
life, you didn't give your vet or the vet tech any
problems...you just did what they wanted you to.
I loved you for "18 Years," and I
will continue to love you, and miss you with all my heart,
because you ARE my heart.
Until we meet again my Sammy, Mommy loves you.
Sammy's ashes are with me now.
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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
©1998—2005 Association for Pet Loss and Bereavement.
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