My Sabrina was such a beautiful and special cat. She entered my life 20 years ago and graced me with 20 years of friendship and comfort. I was only 22 years old when my now ex husband and I met Sabrina. She was living with my ex husband's brother, who was not a nice man. We found out that Sabrina had been taken from her mom cat too early...at only 4 weeks old. She was being treated very roughly and had some unspeakable things done to her. My ex husband (this is before we were even married) and I could not let this go on and we told his brother we wanted Sabrina. He was glad to be rid of her. I made a promise to that tiny grey kitten the day we took her home. I promised her that she would know only love from that day forward. Looking back, I think I did a good job of keeping that promise because that cat lived the most spoiled life imaginable. She was so terrified when she came home and did not come out from under the bed for two weeks. Little by little, she came to trust me. Over the years, my little grey kitty trusted nobody else. When I had visitors, she hid from them or sat atop the floor to ceiling cat tree bought for her. She was with me through so much...my marriage and then my divorce, several moves to different apartments, some debilitating depressive episodes, the life and death of my Italian greyhound named Tara, the death of my other cat named Ginger and the introduction of my present Italian greyhounds, Allie and Riley. Sabrina was a pro at dealing with the dogs. She could raise one paw to let them know they were overstepping boundaries but she also cuddled with them. The vet visits were difficult for this once abused kitty, so I paid a vet to come to the house for her and made the vet agree that I could hold her for shots so she would not be restrained by a stranger. She couldn't tolerate that. Sabrina was so affectionate with me and loved it when I kissed her forehead. If I laid on my back, she would walk up and bang her forehead into my lips for a kiss. When kidney failure was no longer treatable and I felt she was beginning to suffer, I made that most difficult decision and called the vet for a final housecall. Sabrina passed away peacefully last month in my arms and with Allie and Riley on either side of her. We all miss her. I will see you again at the Bridge, my love.