In Memory Of Bama Boy

In Memory of my BAMA BOY




It has been very hard for me to write about this until now...I found out when I came back from the coast after Labor Day weekend, that my siamese cat, Bama Boy had been hit and killed by a vehicle. He was down on Cooney Lane. Jared was such a big help to come help me get him and bring him home to be buried next to Drexler Jordan and Samantha in our little cemetery. I keep finding things about him that I really miss. It is hard when you don't expect it. I expected the others, as they were getting old.

From the night he came into my life he liked to suck on the mole on my neck. It was like he thought I was his mother and he would try to nurse. I guess it made him feel more comfortable here. But he continued to do it up uptil the time he died. He would also take over my pillow in the middle of the night. I would wake up with a kink in my neck with my head off of the pillow, and he would be fully stretched out on the whole thing sound asleep.

Every time I used the can opener he would come on the run, as he thought it was tuna fish. I had to let him "TRY" whatever it was that I had opened, and 9 out of 10 times he would eat it.

He loved his cat house with the scratching post on it. It is hard for me to have it in the house still, but I think it would be harder right now to go ahead and remove it from the house. Mel said he doesn't want to totally get rid of it, as he can't say for positive that he won't want to get another cat later.

The week before he died he was in the house with me and Quin. He was letting Quin totally maul him and pull his fur, and kept coming back for more. He was a good cat, and I miss him dearly.

Good bye my sweet Bama Boy.