Favorite Toy: Sammy is too skittish to play but she has been known to play with toy mice.
Favorite Nap Spot: On the box in Mom's office, or in the little pink bed during winter.
Favorite Food: I don't think she has a favorite food.
Skills: Hiding. Meowing without making a single sound.
Arrival Story: When I moved to Hoboken from the Philadelphia area, I was missing my cats (Tutti and Hobbes, who I had given away two years before). A work colleague approached me about his cats because he needed to find them a new home--he was getting married to a woman allergic to cats. I took in Sammy (who was 2 years old at the time), and Jake (who was 1 year old at the time).
Bio: Sammy is one of the most shy cats I have ever seen. Most of my friends think she's an invention. When people visit for a few days, they finally get a Sammy sighting as she dashes from one hiding place to another. She is the feline example of the Highly Sensitive personality (a documented proportion of almost all living creatures, including humans.) She doesn't like the smell of lotion or Mexican food or perfume or ... anything strong smelling. She is hyper-active and begs for attention. At the same time, she's a real sweetie, very loving... just a bit schizophrenic.
August 6, 2012: Sammy has had kidney issues for awhile but refuses to eat any kidney diet food. I had an appointment for her this morning, but over the weekend a very aggressive malignant tumor developed in her neck and was the diameter of a golf ball last night. It wasn't treatable and it was already affecting her breathing. So between that and everything else, Sammy went to the bridge purring this morning.
I realized Momma never updated my page to explain why I went to the Rainbow Bridge. It was August 6, 2012. I was having a lot of problems with my kidneys, partly because I didn't get enough food (Jake always ate my food before eating his). Momma went away for the weekend on a Friday afternoon and I was just fine. When she came home on Sunday evening, she noticed the hair on the left side of my neck was standing on end. When she stroked me to smooth the hair, she could feel a big lump there, under the skin. The next morning first thing, she took me to the vet.
The vet said it was a highly aggressive tumor and was already impacting my breathing. So I looked at Momma and said, it's OK, I don't want to feel in pain. It was a blessing in disguise because it saved me the pain of having my kidneys entirely give out, as they would have within the next 6 months to a year.
But still, Momma was very very sad. So was I but I told her how much I loved her that it was OK for me to go.
It turns out I was very much needed at the Bridge for a special mission just 7 weeks later, when Stormy was born and then was lost at less than 2 days old. I was sent to find her and keep her safe. Angel Tuttie the boys come outside to find her while I held on to her and protected her. That is why she has grey Angel wings on her back, at the shoulders where I was hugging her. So I think that's why I got that tumor, so I could save Stormy.
Anyway, that's the update on me. I enjoy being at the Bridge, as I can find wonderful places to hide and watch all the hubbub up here, in my quiet little way.
I want to thank Sissy, Eddy, Violet, Mr. Sam, Peaches, and Tyler Mr. Boombastic for their best wishes and special gifts. It's go nice to have sweet friends like this!!
Finally, I want to thank my elusive Anony-mouse who is really the most special of friends!! This Anony-mouse leaves me treats in huge huge numbers. I love treats, so I'm not complaining. But it is mystery. And today, this special Anony-mouse left me 1616 treats for my "sweet 16" birfday!! That is SO special.
Thank you Anony-mouse. (((HUGS)))
Now if only my Mom had made me a nice birfday page.... Well, I know she is distracted.