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SAMUEL EL GATTO
NO GREATER CAT EVER LIVED
Yesterday, my best friend of 10 yrs. died. He
was my cat Sammy. I am sitting here right now typing this, and just
wanting to not believe this has happened.
 Sam
was given to me as a Christmas gift by a former roommate of mine
named Dan Nye. I had two other cats prior to Sam, but they
disappeared. Dan saw how much joy they had brought me, and got Sam
for me.
When we lived in Pittsburgh, out in Ross Township, we shared an
apartment. Sam was a character. Every day, he would get hallway
time, run up and down the steps, flop and fish out in the hall. He
was just truly silly like that, he never changed in that aspect
either. He was also prone to doing what we called a "Wu-tang
Attack".. He would hide so well, you didn't know he was there.
Suddenly, he would be wrapped around your leg. Now this could go one
of two ways each time, and that really depended on who you were. If
he liked you, he would hold on with no claws, and let go just as
quick as he grabbed you. If he didn't like you, well you got teeth,
and claws, and he kinda didn't let go for a minute at least.
He was the most unusual cat I ever owned. Like most, he wanted
attention on his terms, but if you were down, he was right there
always. He was my truth detector, my confidant, my snuggle buddy,
sometimes my protector (he was a lot of cat and he knew it)... He
was nothing short of incredible. If I could take him with me, he
went. He used to hang out at friends houses like one of the guys.
Halloween one year, and I hosted a rather kick-ass party. People
were having a good time, drinking, smoking cigs, the usual. this guy
decides he's gonna blow smoke in Sam's face. Several of my friends
advise him against doing so, because it's wrong, mean, I would get
mad, but most importantly, because Sam would mess him up. Well
needless to say, the guy blew smoke in Sam's face, and Sammy slapped
his 4-5 times before he knew what happened, and each time with the
claws out. He sliced up this guys cheeks really good, and then went
after him. The guy tried to kick him, but Sam's friends snatched the
guy up, and tossed him from my party. Kind of amazing how much he
meant to every one that ever met him.
He was with me through some very dark times in my life. The death of
two very close friends, my Grandfather's death, my divorce, when M1,
then M2 split with me. Most importantly, he was with me when I met
Gina. I know he approved of her, because he would give her the happy
face, hold her hand with his paw, give her the "walk-by muggin'". He
would love on her in the morning (because he knew she had the magic
can of food). He was the chief greeter of the cats at our home, and
he saw Gina and Anthony off each morning. No matter what time I came
home, he was always there to greet me, talk to me. When he would
walk around at night, and talk, it sounded like a baby, it was the
coolest thing.
I could go on with this forever, but sadly enough it doesn't change
the one thing that prompts me to type this, My best Friend is gone.
My heart aches so much right now, I could die. I cry at the drop of
a hat, and I just wish that he was on the back of my chair right
now. He took care of me, better than I took care of myself, and for
that I am a better person.
We can learn a lot about ourselves from our cats. I happened to have
the best teacher ever. He was the best companion, and knew when to
be there. I will never stop missing that, because that hole in my
heart can't be filled by any thing but him.
I feel sorry for Gina, because she had to tell me, and for her that
was the hardest thing she's ever had to do. I thank her for being
with him, in his last moments, he called she came. He held her hand,
and was gone, and thus the pain begins. She is also wonderful in the
fact the we are having Sam cremated (hope I spelled that right.). I
will have him with me not only in my heart, but physically until it
is my time. Thank You Baby!!!!
This wraps this up for now. I need to stop, because seeing this in
text, is really tough. Thank you to all who responded to my posting,
it really helps me a lot. To all of you who had met him, I know you
understand, and have seen what I've said here. Thank you all.
I miss you my Baby Boy Super Cat. Til I die, you will always be in
my heart, and my memories.
~ Tom
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Posted March 12, 2008 |
