Samantha
A donation was made in memory of Samantha by the doctors and staff at Ravenna Animal Hospital on Dec 16, 2016.
Samantha was a wonderful friend, a companion who lived to be more than 21 years old.
I was so fortunate to meet her when she was a tiny kitten that was smaller than an apple, when I worked for a children's hospital. My co-worker, Judy, had worked at home the previous day and her dog, Rio had found a litter of kittens. She plucked Samantha out of the litter and carried her into Judy's yard to play with her. Judy discovered Rio's new friend and brought her into the house.
Samantha was so tiny and so young, that she had to be kept on a heating pad and fed formula with a tiny bottle. Judy brought her into work, and offered her to me. For the the next week, I brought Samantha into work with me each morning and kept her in a little box on a rolling cart. I fed her, held her at my keyboard, and created a tiny litter box inside of her daily box, even teaching her how to use it.
There was a lot of imprinting that occurred and we had a very close life-long bond.
Samantha was a Maine coon cat, with large fluffy ears, tufts of black fur between her toes and an extremely long tail. She was very dear, but could also be very fierce when it came to protecting our home.
Samantha formed a special bond with my husband, then my fiance. She would lick his hair, and always jump up into his lap at night. She loved to read with him. She let him pet her for very long periods of time.
She was such a dear, wonderful spirit. When she completely lost her appetite for food and water on October 10, 2016, I knew I couldn't do anything else for her, but to be there for her. We took her into the vet that morning who confirmed that her body was shutting down. We made the decision to bring her home and I took the day off to be with her.
Throughout the day, I let her do whatever she wanted. I carried her to sunny spots on the carpet, helped her to her kitty bed and held her when she cried out to not leave her alone. I held her in my arms and she gradually let go. It was a beautiful moment that I will never forget. She died that night, on October 10, 2016 at 6:00 PM.
I feel so grateful to have been able to comfort her in her last moments and to be there for her so that she would not be alone. I will never forget her.
When my husband and I travelled to Italy a few months ago, we purchased two tiles to mark her grave - one with the sun on it, since she always loved to lie in the sun, and one with flowers, because she always loved fresh flowers, just like Ferdinand, the bull.
We will never forget her.
I was so fortunate to meet her when she was a tiny kitten that was smaller than an apple, when I worked for a children's hospital. My co-worker, Judy, had worked at home the previous day and her dog, Rio had found a litter of kittens. She plucked Samantha out of the litter and carried her into Judy's yard to play with her. Judy discovered Rio's new friend and brought her into the house.
Samantha was so tiny and so young, that she had to be kept on a heating pad and fed formula with a tiny bottle. Judy brought her into work, and offered her to me. For the the next week, I brought Samantha into work with me each morning and kept her in a little box on a rolling cart. I fed her, held her at my keyboard, and created a tiny litter box inside of her daily box, even teaching her how to use it.
There was a lot of imprinting that occurred and we had a very close life-long bond.
Samantha was a Maine coon cat, with large fluffy ears, tufts of black fur between her toes and an extremely long tail. She was very dear, but could also be very fierce when it came to protecting our home.
Samantha formed a special bond with my husband, then my fiance. She would lick his hair, and always jump up into his lap at night. She loved to read with him. She let him pet her for very long periods of time.
She was such a dear, wonderful spirit. When she completely lost her appetite for food and water on October 10, 2016, I knew I couldn't do anything else for her, but to be there for her. We took her into the vet that morning who confirmed that her body was shutting down. We made the decision to bring her home and I took the day off to be with her.
Throughout the day, I let her do whatever she wanted. I carried her to sunny spots on the carpet, helped her to her kitty bed and held her when she cried out to not leave her alone. I held her in my arms and she gradually let go. It was a beautiful moment that I will never forget. She died that night, on October 10, 2016 at 6:00 PM.
I feel so grateful to have been able to comfort her in her last moments and to be there for her so that she would not be alone. I will never forget her.
When my husband and I travelled to Italy a few months ago, we purchased two tiles to mark her grave - one with the sun on it, since she always loved to lie in the sun, and one with flowers, because she always loved fresh flowers, just like Ferdinand, the bull.
We will never forget her.
