Nicknames: Mo-Mo, Mo-mee, Mo-ee Mo, Cookie (by the Blue Brothers)
Birthday: May 10th 2000
Coloration: Dilute Calico
Likes: Guarding the top of the stairs; being very stealth; being combed; being petted while she eats, photo sessions, boas!
Pet-Peeves: Thunder and lightening, aluminum foil, plastic bags, and her two brothers
Favorite Toy: String on a stick, long fleece strips
Favorite Nap Spot: Guest room bed or the window shelf
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast, but not the red can - turns her nose up and walks away!
Skills: Licks her lips right before eating, has a bunny hop in her step, master sand artist.
Arrival Story: Samoa was a stray and spent a lot of time in the woods behind our house. She gradually made her way to the front porch to be fed and eventually let me pick her up. It didn't take long before she made her way in the house, in our hearts, and a member of the family.
Bio: She is named after the Girl Scout cookie, because she has a caramel cookie-shaped spot above one eye! And because Samoa cookies are her Mawmee's favorite (but don't tell the others)!
Samoa is a very quiet kitty - walks quietly, purrs quietly, and doesn't talk much. When she does talk, it is in little tiny noises and chirps. She is a very girly girl cat.
She is also an occasional "love" biter - especially if you touch her belly! She loves, loves, loves to have her head and ears rubbed, and will dribble and drool to tell you how much she likes it.
Samoa's fur is the softest ever - almost like down. You can never pet her and not end up with some fine fuzzy fur on your hands.
Samoa made her peaceful journey to the bridge on October 12, 2013. She was diagnosed with a cancerous mass in her abdomen. She was a diva to the end, and made her journey with a boa around her neck and wrapped in a pink blanket. Forever loved, she will always be the diva of the house, but now as our guardian angel.
I've been so busy up here styling all my angel friends and giving lessons on how to properly wear a boa! I didn't realize how much work it takes to be an angel! And, of course, I've been helping pass out boas at the gate when new angels arrive.
As you can tell, some very creative peeing has been going on over at Trout Towne! I think my personal favorite is the boot with pom pom! After checking out their creations, you can view my Masterpees video which inspired their litter box creations!
Yesterday, Mawmee and Daddy received a beautiful book of condolences. It is all sparkly and has wonderful messages as well as angel pictures of me. Edgar's Mommy did such a nice job compiling the book. Mawmee is going to treasure it forever. Additionally, they received a gift certificate for a portrait to be done of me by Clyde's Mommy. I will forever have a place on the wall in our house when that painting gets finished!
Thank you all for the outpouring of love since my journey. Catster friends are the best!
I guess the Diary Gal might have shed a few tears for me yesterday, so she decided to bestow my first diary pick as an angel! Thank you, Diary Gal! I'm honored that you haven't forgotten me!
I thought I'd share this beautiful thought from my friend, Daisy, of Da Tabbies O Trout Towne:
may your cloud shine bright with purple and pink
may feather boa's adorn every nook and cranny
may your spirit soar long side the wings of the dove
and when I look at the night time sky, I will seek out
constellation Diva....and remember you always
And thank you isn't a big enough word for all the kind messages you all have left for me and my family. It is so touching and heartwarming.
And you knew I'd be all over my angel duties, so I thought I'd share with you the way I'm keeping in touch with my family.
I've decided that feathers will be my way of communicating with my loved ones and friends. How did Daisy know? MOL!
Yesterday when Mawmee and Daddy got home, Daddy decided he wanted to go on a hike. He finds hiking very peaceful, and after the stressful morning, he thought it would be a good stress reliever. Mawmee gave him a black feather from one of my boas. She told him to leave it in a special place. You can see the picture he took. The feather looks like a pretty butterfly.
While he was on the hike, Mawmee was packaging up two Snooze Sacks that had been purchased from The Cat in the Clover. She was leaving for the post office and in the middle of the garage where Daddy's car had been parked was a feather! She thought that was a little strange because it wasn't near the edge of the garage door where she would expect a feather to be.
Then this morning after Daddy had fed my brothers, Mawmee went in the kitchen to pick up the bowls and rinse them out. On the rug in front of the sink was something she thought looked like a piece of cat fur. When she picked it up, it was a tiny gray feather!!! She showed it to Daddy and asked where in the world did that come from? She looked at all the Halloween decorations in the house to see if any of them had feathers, and they didn't!
Teeheeheehee . . . . . . I'm spreading my feather boas from the heavens! Be sure to look for a feather near you, and you'll know it is from me!
Last night Mawmee and I had a slumber party in my room. The boys wanted to come in, but it was a girl's only party. I ate, used the litter box, and was pretty comfortable most of the night except for the bandage on my paw. I still had in my IV catheter because I was going to spend the day at the vet's office getting fluids.
We all got up early, and I ate my breakfast and did my business. Daddy came in to sit with me while Mawmee took a shower. While he was there, I started having a grand mal seizure. He yelled for Mawmee to come in, and she kept me calm while the seizure went on.
In a span of 20 minutes, I had a total of 4 grand mal seizures. My breathing became labored. Mawmee even gave me the shot that was reserved for Gleek the next time he had a big seizure. It helped calm the last seizure I had.
I was telling Mawmee and Daddy that I wanted to become an angel. They knew it was a sign that I was ready to stop fighting. So, we all went to the vet's office when they opened this morning.
I was wrapped in my pink blanket and a purple and white boa was around my neck when I made my journey. Luckily, I didn't have any more seizures on the way to the vet's office or while we were there. I made a peaceful journey sitting on Mawmee's lap with Daddy holding my paw.
Thank you for all the love you've shown me and my family.