In late May of 2010 - I made the very difficult decision to let go of my most precious Sabra, who I called 'lil' Sweetie.' Diagnosed with a stomach tumor in February of that year, I had only a few more months with her before the sickness took its toll. It was a heartbreaking and difficult period but I was so thankful to have at least had that much more time with her. We did not waste a minute. I didn't want my memories of that time to be all dark and gloomy - I wanted to cherish them. So I made sure that we had good quality time and experiences. I sat in my basement studio with her next to me and played all my favorite records on vinyl. That was the best - and when I think of that time now it makes me smile and shed tears. It was bittersweet. She departed this world knowing she was very much loved.
Sabra was, like her nickname - the sweetest, most devoted and loving cat on the planet earth. At night she climbed up on my pillow and lay down in such a way that her body curved around the top of my head. I slept the sleep of cats, her paws and claws in my hair and the constant hum of her purr. She had an obsessive habit of jumping up on my shoulders, where she would ride around perched like she was in a tree. When I bent over to brush my teeth she would jump up and spread out flat on my back and I would have to be careful to not stand up too quickly. I miss her nose in my ears and that downy fur of hers on the back of my neck. Because I was always moving around I got plenty of scratches, but I didn't mind. I was so grateful to have her love and trust and companionship. For 13 years she brightened my world. And her memory still does and always will.
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