Pets Live On In memory of "Samantha" "My Final Act of Love To My Precious Baby Girl" How very precious you were to me, my "Little, Little Honey Girl," Over the loss of loosing you, my heart is still in a whirl. For eighteen years you were by my side, My love and feelings I had for you, I could not hide. Everyone that saw you loved you in their own special way, When you were little, you'd crawl in bed with me, up by my neck and there you would lay. I'd tell you, "Sammie, Roll Over," and you'd cock your head and do just that, Sometimes I think you thought you were a dog instead of a cat. You were gray and white with such soft, beautiful fur, Like Aunt Mary's hair, cotton batten-like, Grandma would say, that is for sure. Since Thanksgiving, I knew you hung on just for me, Because I begged you to stay and to "Please Not Leave Me." One Monday night in February before I went to bed, I held and kissed you and lovingly petted your head. I laid you down, gave you kisses galore, Then I turned away to walk through the door. For the second time, something compelled me to go back to you, I knew what there was more I had to say to you, I wasn't through. I laid on the floor right next to you, And began to talk to you as well as pet you too. I told you I had been selfish in asking you to stay with me, I finally said the words that would set you free. I told you how much I loved you and how much I cared, And also that I would cherish each and every moment we shared. I had a lump in my throat, but I know these words I had to say, But for just a while longer, I got closer to you to love you and to pray. I could see you were so tired and it really began to show, I tried with all that I had to give you "My Final Act of Love" and let you go. I put my head on you gently and kissed your head, The words finally escaped my mouth before I would go to bed. I told you I'd never forget you and how much I loved you so, And to find "Grandma," - it was okay to go. I asked her then to meet me at "Rainbow Bridge" when my journey here ends, She was much, much more than just a kitty, she was my "Friend." I'm so sorry that it took me so long to write this, "My Precious Sa-Man-Thee," But you see the hurt is still so fresh deep inside of me. I still look for you and wish you were here with me, But, I loved you enough to let you go so you would have no more pain you see. I hope you found "Grandma" and safe in her arms you are, I love you Sammie and a part of me will always be near and never, ever far. Written with a Shattered Heart and Much Love, Ruth "Sammie's Mom" March 6, 2005 Lovingly Remembered by Ruth Message Board Guest Book E-Mail Close window to return to Pets Live On <a type="audio/mid" href="/somedreamscometrue.mid"></a>