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July 4, 1995
Born on July 4, 1995.
August 18, 1995

I was 4 years old when Dad brought you home, you were 6 weeks. A kitty, a kitty I was so very excited that he had brought me the kitty from my brothers cats litter. I quickly named her Sassy. The name was so fitting because Sassy she was! She meowed to talk to me, I understood her just the same. She understood me. Sassy you were the one to comfort me in my times of trouble. A purr, a rub against me you would stay by my side.


When we would go outside you would hunt for me! You would proudly bring me mice, you would meow loudly then throw them at my feet! A treat for me you seemed to say! It amazed me that you could catch mice so easy because you had no front claws.

You loved to hang out by the pool and lay in the sun on the deck. This was your favorite place to hang out, by the pool.  

You always had a kind meow for me.

You were quick to give love, show love and quick to decide who did not deserve your love. When my friends would come over you would sit between us as long as they did not touch you. When family came over you would hiss and glare at them. You were such a funny kitty! You were all hiss and no bite!

You would walk with Mom and I to elementary school. You and Mom would return home once I was safely there. You would Meow the whole way as if giving me instructions for the day. You had so much to tell me. Sometimes I would scoop you up and carry you on the walk to school.

You played football with me, to this day it still amazes me how well you were able to grasp that ball! I would throw the soft football and you would bound across the room to grab it and wrestle with it!

You cuddled me at night. Singing me to sleep with your beautiful purr. I could count on you to lay on my stomach, back or my head.

Your memory will live on dear kitty - Rest in Peace dear Kitty.

January 1, 2009

Sassy the broken chain

We little knew that afternoon that God was going to call your name,

In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone,

For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide,

And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,

But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

--Author Unknown

January 23, 2009
January 23, 2009 - Follow the light Sassy, follow the light dear friend.
January 23, 2009

I came home only to find you curled up in your bed. Weakly meowing upon my greeting to you. The blood from the hated cancer upon the carpet, floor, our bed and in your water bowl. The hated cancer had split open your eye even more. The wound even deeper. You attempted to swipe it and clean it weakly with your paw. We could see the pain in your eye, the heavy breathing in your chest. You were so weak, scared and in so much pain. With tears in my eyes, barely able to breath I decided I have to put you first, put your well being before my love for you.

I bundled you up in your blankie and we took you into the vet. You lay on the table with your head down. To weak to even look around. I am sorry kitty I cried. I sang to you, assured you of my love while holding you tight, your body was hot with fever. My tears fell upon your fur. You didnt purr for once, I really think you were ready to go. You just allowed me to hold you tight, kiss you, stroke you. Horror, terror ran through my mind at the thought of letting you go dear kitty. First you went into a deep sleep, then you were gone.  

January 23, 2009

            To My Friends, To My Megan and My Family

I have little in the way of material things to leave. Cats are much wiser than men. We do not set great value upon things. I have only my love and magic to bequeath. These I leave to all those who have loved me, and especially to my best friend Megan, who I know will mourn me the most. Perhaps it is vain of me to boast when I am so near to the Gate through which we must all, one day, pass but I have always been an extremely special and distinguished cat!

I ask Megan to remember me always but not to grieve for me too long. In my life I have given her comfort in time of sorrow and a reason for added joy in her life. It is painful for me to think that even in death I should cause her pain. Let her remember that no cat was ever happier but I have grown ill and pained. It is time to say “Good-bye”. It will be a great sadness to leave her but not a sorrow to die. I accept this part of the journey as a natural part of life…not something alien and terrible which destroys life.


What will come to me after death?  I will be joined by companions I’ve known in life. I will romp about in mice-filled fields with those who have gone before me. Every hour is mealtime and there is always a little brook with fresh running water. I will spend long evenings in front of fireplaces with logs forever burning and curl up with memories of the old days on earth and the love of my special person.This is much to expect but peace is certain…and a long rest for these weakened limbs will be welcome.


A few last words of farewell, Dear Megan. I have loved you completely and no matter how deep I sleep I shall hear you. Remember always that Angels are not allowed to show their wings on earth, but there’s no rule against whiskers!

                                              Love, Sassy