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In April of 2002, I found myself in the dwelling of Emma, a shelter volunteer who had literally hundreds of cats and kittens in her small two bedroom apartment. The shelter she worked for had closed and she was doing her best to get every animal she could a forever home. At first I could not believe my eyes but in retrospect she truly was a cat lover. Having never had a cat of any kind - I was a dog person for sure - I was reluctant to adopt. As I sat on Emma's couch watching what seemed like an endless parade of animals passing around me, a scrawny looking rather ugly 4 month old female came and sat down in front of me. We locked eyes and she jumped on my lap, purring like crazy and bumping my chin with her head. Well, the rest is history. I immediately knew her name would be Samantha but always called her Sammy. For over 14 years, my little girl Sammy provided unconditional love. I lost my little girl suddenly last night to an apparent heart attack. She died in my arms and the grief is overwhelming. I am here now as a way to cope and reach out to others who have dealt with or may be going through the same thing. I have a hole in my heart and wonder how I will cope with this loss. I hope to be able to write more later about all the wonderful experiences I have had with Sammy and maybe speak with others.
Hello everyone. So its been a hard few days. Constant reminders around the house of Sammy. Frequent meltdowns come out of no where. I find myself constantly looking at pictures of Sammy I have on my phone. Not sure if that's a good thing or bad but I just miss her so much and need to see her face. I think I hear her meowing sometimes and I find myself checking for her at the bottom of the bed. I am starting to remember all the cute things she did and how she would follow me around like my shadow but there are certain things that I miss so much - the way she meowed like a maniac when I came home from work, how she would lay on my chest every night until I went to sleep, and sit of the arm of the chair in the morning and insist on me petting her. I miss that so much. I miss her. I have moments where I feel as though it will get better but then its not better in a heart beat. My heart truly goes out to everyone here who has lost their precious animal and I guess we all react in different ways. I know it will get better for each and every one of us with time but the void now is sometimes overwhelming. Hope to hear from everyone soon about how they are progressing. We are not alone here and at the very least can find comfort in expressing our feelings and loss. I downloaded a picture of Sammy and the more I look at it the more beautiful - to me - she becomes. But in my mind she was always beautiful.
Hello everyone. So its been a hard few days. Constant reminders around the house of Sammy. Frequent meltdowns come out of no where. I find myself constantly looking at pictures of Sammy I have on my phone. Not sure if that's a good thing or bad but I just miss her so much and need to see her face. I think I hear her meowing sometimes and I find myself checking for her at the bottom of the bed. I am starting to remember all the cute things she did and how she would follow me around like my shadow but there are certain things that I miss so much - the way she meowed like a maniac when I came home from work, how she would lay on my chest every night until I went to sleep, and sit of the arm of the chair in the morning and insist on me petting her. I miss that so much. I miss her. I have moments where I feel as though it will get better but then its not better in a heart beat. My heart truly goes out to everyone here who has lost their precious animal and I guess we all react in different ways. I know it will get better for each and every one of us with time but the void now is sometimes overwhelming. Hope to hear from everyone soon about how they are progressing. We are not alone here and at the very least can find comfort in expressing our feelings and loss. I downloaded a picture of Sammy and the more I look at it the more beautiful - to me - she becomes. But in my mind she was always beautiful.
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