A loving tribute to a wonderful dog from his owner Gill – ‘Remembering my beautiful boy Benson, who I miss every day.’ A handsome dog who has been well cared for and had a happy life. You’ll meet him again one day Gill …..
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Mischa came in to the sanctuary in 2000. She’d been found in a saltbox at the side of the road with four kittens, who she was looking after with great determination, she was an excellent protective mother. We found homes for three of the kits but kept one back so that she wouldn’t be too upset. She loved her remaining tabby kitten who we called Myrtle. The two of them have been devoted to each other all these years and this is the first time that Myrtle has slept without her mother being close by. They always kissed when they met and although Myrtle has other friends here, especially Tortie, it’s sad to see her looking for mum.
Mischa was a gentle cat, very loving and ready to purr when she was picked up. She was friendly with everyone and went to meet and greet our visitors, we used to joke that she was on the payroll! We didn’t keep any more of her kittens (now I wish we had done) but found them good homes and eventually had her spayed. Mischa never showed any signs of temper or aggression, she was always even tempered, didn’t fall out with the other cats and everyone loved her.
She was a good eater but not greedy, her favourite food was fish and a few prawns went down well. If another cat came up to steal her food she’d just let him and never made a fuss. Apart from anything else Mischa was a very beautiful cat. She was long haired but didn’t need the endless grooming of some of these cats, her coat was always tidy and without knots. Her pretty calico colouring was unusual and smudgy, she looked as though she’d been dusted by a flour bag.
Mischa was not a hunter, she was a complete pacifist and never caught a mouse. She did like to play – with leaves and feathers but it was gentle play only. No rough and tumble for this lovely lady.
A couple of months ago we gave her a multi-flea-worm spot on treatment. It didn’t suit her and she never looked well afterwards. It’s back to the traditional methods of worming for us now. We’ve had kittens and older cats die after being wormed in the past. Mischa lost her appetite and we were tempting her to eat. One night she went to sleep on her heated pad, which she loved, and never woke up.
Her daughter, Myrtle, is missing her although she has friends, especially Tortie, who goes to bed with her. The other cats congregated on the shed roof and had a vigil which they have often done in the past when one of our beloved cat family passes on.
Rest in peace darling girl
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who passed away July 2015
Diane Attack was a dog lover who had much loved pets of her own. Diane worked for A Line Taxis of Chesterfield and she is sadly missed by all her colleagues. A collection at Diane’s funeral raised £100 which was kindly donated to Pet Samaritans Animal Sanctuary in her memory. Many thanks, R.I.P.
Sally was in a terrible state when she came in to us last year. Her owner loved her but, because of her dementia, couldn’t look after this little dog. It was hard to know what sort of dog Sally was when she first came in, she didn’t even look like a dog at all. We didn’t think she was a pure bred dog but she certainly had some Chinese Crested characteristics, including a most loving nature. Over months we solved most but not all of her health problems, her nails were cutting in to her feet when she arrived and we had to cut them a bit at a time – Sally was very stressed about having a pedicure. It was bribery and corruption and we sorted it in the end. Her skin improved with good food, fresh air and regular grooming. It was very slow progress and aloe vera gel helped – the inflammation subsided and most of Sally’s hair grew back eventually. We couldn’t do anything about her heart condition though, she was an elderly dog and had suffered years of neglect.
Sally loved her life with us, she was always interested and cheerful and had the run of the place, she could come and go around the kitchen, food prep and yard just as she pleased. At the weekend she went out for her usual afternoon stroll, ate a chicken supper (Sally always had a good appetite) and went to bed as usual. She slept on a duvet and liked to be covered up for the night. Next morning she was just as we had left her. She knew she was loved – it was a peaceful end for a wonderful little dog. Rest in peace Sally xxx
HIS FAITHFUL DOG BELLE COLLIS
Mr. Lawrence Collis passed away earlier this year leaving behind a loving family and his beloved dog Belle. We were happy to take Belle into the sanctuary and care for her until we could find her a new home. Mr. Collis was a real dog lover who had done an excellent job in rearing this lovely young Labrador. Belle is a wonderful girl who, thanks to Mr. Collis, is well trained, affectionate and gentle. It has been a pleasure to look after her.
We have now found Belle a new home where she is much loved – they have told us that ‘she is the best dog they have ever known’. Thank you to Mr. Collis for doing such a good job of bringing Belle up and thanks to her new family for giving her such a good home.
We’ll be keeping in touch with Belle and if circumstances ever change she will come back here to us.
Many thanks for the kind donations in memory of Mr. Collis, they are much appreciated and help us to go on with our rescue work.
We were hopeful of him surviving but our baby squirrel passed away in his sleep during the night. He wasn’t injured, he felt warm, yesterday he was moving around, drinking and all the signs were good – but it was not to be. It’s so sad that this little life has been lost ….. but at least he was warm and not lying in the road, he knew he was loved.
There’s a great forest in the sky where you will be safe to play in the trees forever …… we hope we’ll meet again one day little friend.
This is a favourite photo of our lovely Tinkerbell. She was a small, neat little cat who’d been in the sanctuary for most of her life. She had a carefree and happy life up until a few weeks ago when she developed a problem with her mouth. Tinkerbell was a very good natured cat and never scratched or bit and always pleased to see you – she was very affectionate.
She’d recently lost weight and strangely the colour of her coat changed. Her beautiful and distinctive stripes became dark and blurred.
We took her to the vet and were told that she had an abcess on a back tooth – or was it something else? Tinkerbell was eating well, whatever it was didn’t seem to hurt her but there was something worrying about her appearance.
Tinks was as loving as ever, the vet gave her a long acting antibiotic and said to bring her back in two weeks. We were warned that it could go two ways – either the medication would work and she’d improve – or – it was a tumour and the prognosis would not be good.
We took her back this week – holding our breath and praying for a good outcome. Sadly it was not to be. It was cancer and if we didn’t let her go she would start to suffer.
It’s so sad to bring an empty basket back – there was nothing could be done for our little friend and we held her close as she was eased off into her next life. She’d been with us for over 14 years, now she’s planted with a rose bush in our memorial area. Sleep well sweet and good girl Tinkerbell, we’ll always remember you …….xxxxx
One of our dearest friends, sweet little Pebbles, passed away yesterday in her sleep. Pebbles came in to us three years ago, she was already an old lady but perked up as soon as she came in out of the cold. Pebbles was a real lady and loved all the finer things of life, she had the run of the place, her own special chair, a hested pad for whenever she wanted it and always a very comfy bed. Her food had to be dainty of of the best quality, she liked fresh meat and chicken and small gourmet pouches. Pebbles had a lovely character and while she did everything on her own terms, she was unfailingly polite and charming. She was a distinctive cat, very small and pure white with unusual eyes, one green and one blue – her gaze was steady and unflinching and beautiful to see.
On one of her first vet examinations we were told that Pebbles had a heart murmur. We tried not to think about it except to make sure that her life was tranquil and without stress. When the weather was warm, she would occasionally venture out for a stroll in the sun, but mostly she preferred to stay around the kitchen where she had her bed. We don’t know exactly how old Pebbles was but it was obvious that her age made her fragile. She didn’t jump or climb but still had a play from time to time. Most of all she liked attention and conversation and would always give you a lovely greeting.
She had stopped grooming herself before she came in and her hair was knotted. The vet shaved her the first summer she came in and we put her a little dress on to keep her cosy. Pebbles loved it and from then on she always wore a cardi or dress and very pretty she looked in them too. Pebbles had her own little dolly that she took to bed with her, she was a gentle little cat who never scratched or bit even when having to put up with something (like medication) that she didn’t like.
In the last six months Pebbles unexpectedly made friends – with another ‘golden oldie’ cat called Peaches. This old lady (23 years) is nothing like Pebbles and has always been spirited and feisty, but these two who had side by side heated pads, became best friends from the start. They would pad round together, eat their meals at the same time and take a great interest in what the other was doing.
It was worrying when Pebbles suddenly developed a swelling on her ear but the treatment from the vet seemed to be working well. She was uncomplaining while we treated her although it must have been uncomfortable. She started to sleep a lot more but was still eating well. The night before yesterday we gave her a kiss and put her to bed as usual. We were heartbroken to find her next morning, curled up in the same place, she had passed away in her sleep during the night. Peaches was standing next to her and gave her a gentle kiss before we wrapped her up. Goodbye, dear little friend, we will always miss you xxxxxxx
We’ve buried Pebbles at the sanctuary, we will plant a rose bush to mark her place. We’ve not made much progress with our planned Memorial Garden but at times like this it becomes ever more important and is still very much on the agenda. We want always to remember these bautiful animals who make such a difference to our lives….