by dana parisi
my baby boy sammy was only 4 months old when he climed up into a car engine to take a nap. as he lay sleeping the owner of the car not knowing sammy was there started the car,the fan or flywheel clipped his front paws almost completely off, i rushed my babyboy to the vet and they were able to re-attach them, and he healed very well, it left him slightly disabled, but he was very healthy, strong , and a happy boy after that. about 7 months later sammy started becoming very weak and slept for about 4 days, so i made him a vet appointment for the next morning. the night before the appointment i was getting ready to go to bed, as i walked toward the bathroom i heard sammy whimper, i looked down at him and he just stareing at me almost as if he was asking for a hug, so i picked him up and held him for a bit in my arms, he just kept looking into my eyes and started to purr just a little, his look some how told me that he was saying "good-bye" to me, but the look he gave seemed to be a very content and saticefide look. i knew in my heart that when i awoke in the morning sammy would be gone and i would never see him again, and thats exactly what happened, i woke up and sammy was gone, he somehow got up enough strength to climb out the window and find his final resting place. i never saw my babyboy again, whats really odd is that when i was holding him that night i felt that if we went to the vet that i would have to make the decision to put him to sleep and i dreaded thinking i might have to do that for him. i think sammy knew i would be devistated in making such a decision so he took it upon himself so i wouldn't have to decide. i miss my babyboy deeply, he will always be in my thoughts.