My beloved little warrior Sahra is getting ready to transcend.
Born outside to a semi-feral mom as part of a burgeoning population of community cats we worked for years to earn the trust of and get medical care for including spay/neuter, this little desert-cat lookalike, who never grew beyond kitten size, was always fragile, with a stubborn respiratory condition that never totally cleared up, and related ear issues. But that didn't stop her from being a relentless predator when living in our secured barn compound in the Mojave. Nothing ever got by my Sahra! Her fierce was off the charts.
After three years of living in the closest thing to Paradise I've known on this earth, my ex decided to dump us all, and I had to scramble frantically to find safe haven for a lot of our little refugees because I was faced with moving back down to a city with cat quotas. Sahra was the one I would not part with; because of her frail health and her fierce and loving nature, I brought her and as many of our beloved family as I could down here. We lived as well as we could, one way and another, and Sahra actually outlived several other, mostly but not all older members of our cat family.
Her decline has been swift and I do not feel sad for her that she is going to be leaving her worn-out little body for a much better place, where so many of our beloved ones watch over us now. But I will be mourning for myself and all of us left here without her -- a tiny "tablet" with a huge heart and a limitless warrior spirit, she will be greatly missed until we are all reunited in due time.
Born outside to a semi-feral mom as part of a burgeoning population of community cats we worked for years to earn the trust of and get medical care for including spay/neuter, this little desert-cat lookalike, who never grew beyond kitten size, was always fragile, with a stubborn respiratory condition that never totally cleared up, and related ear issues. But that didn't stop her from being a relentless predator when living in our secured barn compound in the Mojave. Nothing ever got by my Sahra! Her fierce was off the charts.
After three years of living in the closest thing to Paradise I've known on this earth, my ex decided to dump us all, and I had to scramble frantically to find safe haven for a lot of our little refugees because I was faced with moving back down to a city with cat quotas. Sahra was the one I would not part with; because of her frail health and her fierce and loving nature, I brought her and as many of our beloved family as I could down here. We lived as well as we could, one way and another, and Sahra actually outlived several other, mostly but not all older members of our cat family.
Her decline has been swift and I do not feel sad for her that she is going to be leaving her worn-out little body for a much better place, where so many of our beloved ones watch over us now. But I will be mourning for myself and all of us left here without her -- a tiny "tablet" with a huge heart and a limitless warrior spirit, she will be greatly missed until we are all reunited in due time.
