More Social than Work

Thanks for visitng my blog! I decided to start this when I moved from Austin to Atlanta in the summer of 2006. I figured the new adventure would offer some fun stories to share with friends and family around the globe. I'm a Social Worker, by the way -- hence the title of the blog.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Miss You Already, Beanie


Almost nine years ago, not long after Eric and I met, we adopted our sweet cat, Sabrina. She was found when she was about one year old by a family that volunteers for a pet rescue agency. When she showed up at their door, they were watching the movie "Sabrina."

Tonight, after six weeks of being very sick, Sabrina died.

We are so sad to lose her, but we are filled with happy memories. Sabrina was pretty and loving and sweet. She was also fiercely independent, except that she liked showing off for company and would prance around the room purring anytime someone came over. When she was younger, she loved to fetch Mardi Gras beads. No one ever told her that fetching was for dogs, not cats. She slept on the corner of our bed every night, even when Toby tried to steal her place. Oh yeah, she also brought Toby to us six years ago. He showed up on the back porch as a tiny kitten and looked at Sabrina through the window for two weeks until we finally got him to come inside. She loved to be clean, and when she wasn't sleeping, she cleaned herself or sought out Toby in order to clean him. And as you can see in the picture, she kept Eric and me clean by always helping with the laundry. :)

Thanks for taking such good care of us, Beanie Bear. We'll always love you...Eric, Amy & Toby

1 Comments:

At 9:59 AM, Blogger Sara Quinn said...

Since I have never been much of a cat person, Sabrina sensed that she wouldn't get much attention from me so she pretty much left me alone but if I wanted to pet her she was always up for it.

My favorite memory of Sabrina relates to when I would go for an overnight visit. If I left the bedroom door open (which Sabrina preferred because she didn't want any areas off limits to her) I ended up sleeping with a cat on my head! If I closed the door to keep her out, then I spent the night waking to her "body slams" against the door trying to get in.

Truthfully, she probably didn't like my visits very much because it infringed on her territory way too much but she tolerated me and was much too polite to let me know she didn't like my being there.

I'm sure Sabrina is enjoying a warm nap in the sun in cat heaven.

 

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