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Sandy
Please join me in remembering a departed Star Kit, Sandy. She was 9 years old from Cleburne, Texas.
Sandy showed up on our doorstep one morning screaming her little head off starting at about 6:30 am. My sister-in-law let her in the house about eight when it became obvious she wasn’t going to shut up. 🙂
She was a tiny thing, and covered in fleas. We gave her a bath and decided to keep her until we could find her a home. Soon we realized that she had made her home with us.
We had an older flame point Siamese girl named Pebbles, so my husband named the kitten Sandy because “sand is smaller than a pebble”. I asked him what we were going to do when Sandy grew up to be bigger than Pebbles, who is on the small side for a female cat. “Details!”, he said.
Sandy was always tiny for her age and quit growing at six months. She stayed the six of a six month old kitten for her entire life. She had a tiny body, but a huge personality. She would scream at you when she saw you, it was hard to believe that such a loud meow could come out of such a tiny cat!
And she purred. Oh boy did she purr. We called it insta-purr, because the second she woke up she’d start to purr and she wouldn’t stop until she fell asleep again. She loved to be cuddled, but hated to be petted.
She got into everything. I never knew where I’d find her when I went to look for her. I’d be wandering around the house and randomly hear a scream, I’d look for her and find her in the weirdest places. She climbed in my slow cooker one time, and jumped on my freezer (five feet off the floor) another time.
Sadly she developed cancer at about nine years old. She’s gone, but never will be forgotten. I don’t share this to make anyone sad, I share her to share her wonderful life with the world. She was the most amazing kitten I’ve ever owned.
Author: Tom “The Kittenmaster” Cooper
Tom is the owner of 4 amazing cats, and using the Daily Kitten he provides a place for cat and kitten lovers to share the love for their own cats and kittens.
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I’m sorry Miss Sandy has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. When she came to your door, it was her furever home. Thanks for loving and cuddling your wee girl. She’s watching you from the Meadow beyond.
Miss Sandy was a lovely kitty and companion for you, hubby and Pebbles. She is now healthy and whole at the Rainbow Bridge and will live on in your heart.
Sorry for your loss at her young age (9 is young compared to my big 16 year old boy). Good save and glad you let her adopt you to be her furever home. We are adopted and loved by many cats during our lifetime and each one is true friend and own pieces of our hearts forever.
Insta- purr… I love that. She was a beautiful girl.
What a wonderful story and thank you for sharing it with us! I have had many cats (or they have had me) and each one was unique in their own way. Some so very serious, some comical, others very loving and quirky in with their different personalities. Some have lived long and others, not so long; but each one has left a mark in my heart that I will never forget. And each one has taught me how to be a better human being by just loving them.
I have to agree with the others, the kitties in our lives grab pieces of our heart, and when they die, something goes missing in us.
We just lost our Cubby Bear Monday night, due to a severe diabetes complication. He was 11 years old, and a real sweetheart who loved snuggles, ear rubs, and attention of any kind. He leaves behind his brother Sunshine, my “special kitty” (long story of a loving cat) and grieving humans (and fur-sibs who wonder where he went). I’d been giving him his insulin shots for a year, and suddenly something happened and he went into a diabetic coma. We kept him alive until our vet opened in the morning, and brought him home in the evening as we couldn’t afford to send him to a veterinary hospital – he went downhill fast, and died in his sleep last night, being held by my wife. Our vet didn’t think he would make it – and that he’d suffered some sort of brain damage during his coma. Up until the end he did seem to recognize us and I know he knew he was loved. We’re thankful that he didn’t cry out or convulse… just slipped away.
It’s good to have kitties like Sandy and Cubby Bear in our lives, even though their deaths cause us so much pain and grief. Even though I’m crying as I type, I will always remember his delight at seeing us and how he always wanted to be picked up and held – and his loud purr when we did. Try to remember the good things and days, and I hope you have other little ones to love – it makes the passing of kitties like Sandy easier to bear.
I am sad for your loss, but happy that you had a great life with Sandy. I hope you always have vivid memories of her that never fade with time.
RDB and Mrs. RDB,
Sympathies on your losing Cubby Bear. Thank you for sharing some of the love that you had with us. Take good care.
What a wonderfully delightful story about Sandy’s arrival and time with you. It made wonderful reading even though the ending was sad.
Thank you for sharing Sandy and your memories with us.
Having lost our 17 year old girl Moonshadow just over two months ago I can understand the sharpness of your loss. We look back on the time we had her with such happiness and can’t help but smile.
RDB, sorry for your loss of Cubby Bear too.
Little Sandy, you brought such joy into your humans’ lives that they can smile through the heartache.
Sweet Cubby Bear, you also brought much love and leave treasured memories.
Thank you very much for sharing Sandy’s story and photos; what a remarkable wee kitty!
Condolences on her passing. It is an honor to celebrate her life here at TDK!
RDB, I’m so sorry for the passing of your Cubby Bear.
I am so sorry about the passing of Sandy (and Cubby Bear). I shared the story of my Smokey passing on here just a couple months ago. Personally, I don’t mind if people want to memorialize their cats here. Yes, it’s sad, but, here, you are “talking” to people who understand. My Smokey was 15 and I got him when he was 9 weeks, so I know how hard it is. I also know about a certain pet being the pet of a lifetime. Smokey was that for me. RIP Sandy, Cubby Bear and Smokey!
PS I used to call Smokey, Smokey Bear!