I am Dazed with Abundance—Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Posted on December 13, 2017 by Dayphoto

Thank you so very much!

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. Your kind words, your loving stories, your endless profusion of concern and support has lifted my heart .

Giving me courage to continue onward, and forward, in this miserable abyss of Sammy’s last days.

Many of you have told me I will know, when his painful inching toward the rainbow bridge has becomes too much; at which time I will be able to help him into the after-life and into a whole and pain free existence. (I have worried that I won’t know, but I do think I will now; Sammy will tell me.)

Thank you once more!

Each one of you near and far, blog and FaceBook, commenter or reader have given me the strength to progress, I am humbled by your heart.

Love,

Linda

Kitty Hospice—Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Posted on December 12, 2017 by Dayphoto

My precious, sweet, loving kitty–Sammy-Sam, is sick. Very sick. It all started this late summer, although, I didn’t realize it.

See his cheek on this side facing us?

He has a cancer growing there. It breaks my heart.

Sammy has been with us a long-long-long time. He is a year older than Blade, our grandson.

Right now all we can do is keep him happy…whatever that is–

Gradually the meat grinder of a cancer will completely close off his throat—it hasn’t yet—but the time is coming.

So I give him anything and everything he could ever possibly want to eat…Milk (yes Milk–he loves it and tolerates it.) He gets little dribs and drabs of it. Tuna in the canned for humans, which I mash up into teeny tiny bits, his very special roll on the ground it tastes so good expensive canned cat food, cooked chicken, beef, or turkey shredded into itsy bitsy pieces, and his all time favorite of all time…lunch meat sliced very thin—of which I once more tear into bits so small he can capture them on one claw and put them in his mouth.

When Boomer was horribly sick Sammy stayed by Boomer giving him strength and comfort–so now Boomer seems to have a watchful eye on Sam.

For years he slept on the bed, but since this slow suffocation has begun he likes to sleep in my sewing chair or by the wood stove—I check on him often throughout the night.

How can I not.

I also had to make the decision to ‘make’ him stay inside or to let him come and go as he wants.

I made the decision to let him come and go as he wants.

“You know”, I was told…”you might lose him out there. He just might die someplace out there on your farm and you won’t be able to find him”.

I know.

But he has always been and indoors/out-doors kind of cat. Mostly outdoors. I refuse to take his freedom away from him now.

So—-

Until that day comes, however it comes, I will do everything I can to make his life good.

I will still take him with me to gather wood in the wheel barrel, I will feed him whatever he wants, I have even got him some medical hemp to help him with pain management

And sometimes, well, lots of time, I will cry as I hold him, or when he and I sit quietly outside smelling the air, and I will tell him in no uncertain words how much I love him, but if and when he ready, even in the midst of my despair, I will honor his wish and let him go.

But right now, today, as I right this he isn’t ready. So we continue on with Kitty Hospice my last gift to him.

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,

Linda

A Birthday Present from Canada to Me — Tuesday, January, 31, 2017

Posted on January 31, 2017 by Dayphoto

Linda Pierson from Just Another Day on the Prairie did a watercolor of Sammy Sam and sent it to me for my birthday! What a thoughtful present!

Thank you so much, Linda

Your friend on a western Colorado Farm,

Linda

The Adventures of Boomer on Friday—A Walk with Monkey the Cat

Posted on December 11, 2015 by Dayphoto

Every day, Mom, myself, Monkey cat and sometimes the really old, old cat, Sammy-Sam —Sammy is 15 that is ancient for a cat! —go for a walk.

Sometimes we go far, far, far, and sometimes not so far. Mom doesn’t like to walk far, far, far, with the cats, because cats can become FOOD! Also, Monkey doesn’t stay with Mom and I, she is here and there and everywhere. If we walk by the corn field, she runs into the still standing corn field.

Mom says the still standing corn field is a dangerous place for cats… fox like to live in the still standing corn field and the coyotes hide in the still standing corn field. Therefore, we don’t ever walk by the corn field if Monkey is with us. Sammy usually doesn’t walk as far as the cornfields anymore anyway, so Mom doesn’t worry about Sam.

Yesterday we all went for a walk…Sammy stopped by the equipment shed saying he was going to hang around there and search for mice. We all waved our paws good-bye, Mom gave Sam some really nice body rubs then we were off again.

This time we walked along the, now, dry canal…Monkey LOVES the canal. She likes walking in the canal looking for mice and other interesting things that hide in the grass.

I sometimes hop into the canal with her, but I much prefer sniffing along the bank and down the canal road.

We usually walk all the way up to the Cross-Over Pipe. Up there Mom lets us play on the pipe that crosses over the canal from one field to another field. I walk very, very fast over the pipe my toe nails clicking the whole way…I try to move fast, because, well, toe nails and metal make for some slippery sliding times.

Sometimes Mom walks over and back with us. We all laugh and have a great time. Monkey runs across and doesn’t even think a think about it.

I try to sniff in the pipe holes, but Mom and Dad always cover them up so the skunks, raccoons, fox and other critters who like to den up can’t hunker down in the pipes. Still I sniff, it’s interesting to see if anyone has tried to live in one of the pipes.

Then we walk back home, sometimes fast (if it’s getting dark and colder) sometimes we take our time. Either way, it works for me, and Monkey, just being outside with Mom is always fun.