Samson a.k.a Hitchhiker, Aug 2010 – April 6, 2011


Celebrating Mardi Gras

Last night Samson didn’t come home when I called him. I was busy making a pie, so I hadn’t paid much attention to his whereabouts, and didn’t look for him until almost 11 p.m. When he didn’t respond, I slipped on a pair of sneakers and headed out the door. I walked out the driveway to the street, and saw him, his mangled body lying in the road. He had been hit by a car.
No more purrs.
No more cuddling.
He will never again hit the other cats with surprise attacks as they come around the corner.
He will never crawl into the washer.


Or eat my salad
Or knock over plants

Hide-and-Seek


Today I buried him in the back yard.

All I have to show for my troubles are blistered hands and a broken heart.

I miss him.


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