Friday Sept 14th we had to euthanize Sammy. He had not been eating well this week and Friday afternoon his tumor started bleeding alot. I couldn't let him suffer he couldn't groom himself, eat well , he didn't want to play kitty curling or anything anymore. He got to spend the am laying in the big shiny thing in the sky 's warmth.
I will miss him a lot but I am sure he is playing and eating on the other side of the rainbow bridge.
RIP my little buddy I will see you again. Luv ya Big Guy.
Welcome to my page. My name is Sammy. I live at a vet hospital. My original owners brought me in to "put me to sleep", and the girls here looked at my big eyes and couldn't do it. The other people( as I call them) said the girls could keep me. See I was a special needs kitty. I weighed almost 30lbs and could hardly walk when I came in. My mom now( as I call her) put me on a diet of Prescription m/d(mightly delicious). I am now a slim 14.7lbs, it took almost 2 1/2 years, but I am "the biggest loser". I can jump up on chairs and run, life is good now. But, mom needs to stop being such a food nazi. She says no more. She does like to play this game called "kitty curling", she throws a few kibbles down the hallway and I chase it and eat it. Oh yeah my friend Bart, he's a cat too, plays it with me, but I just shove him out of my way.