I just came across this photo of Sami yesterday. Also known as Sami Sosa and Grammy Sam (because she is a grandmother), she showed up outside the fence in the back yard sometime in the first half of 2016. Pregnant. She found a crook in a tree that had fallen across the fence during Hurricane Ike and spent time there everyday just looking into my yard.
She wanted nothing to do with me. But regardless, I took food to her everyday. I wanted to keep an eye on her and know when she had those babies.
She eventually had them in a neighbor’s shed right beside my side fence. Once they were old enough, I caught them and brought them into my house until I could arrange to get them all spayed and neutered. Then eventually released them into my back yard.
The babies were friendly and sociable, but Sami remained aloof and quite unimpressed by me.
I think this photo was taken shortly before she decided to move inside. Looking at this photo, you can see why she made that decision. I just don’t understand why she was outside in the rainy weather instead of on the enclosed porch.
One evening I opened the kitchen window where she was standing. There’s a shelf on the outside of the window. She came to the shelf many times and watched the going ons in the house. And many times I would offer her food. One evening, I opened the window as I was getting her some food. She walked in the window, jumped down onto the counter and made herself at home in a cardboard box nearby. Having looked through that window so many times, I think she had a good feel for life inside.
She is still inside and has never asked to go out. Over time when we have bad weather, I am glad she is inside.
Update: I am sad to report that early in the morning on December 15, 2022, Sami passed away. She had developed tumors in her mouth. One was at the very front of her mouth making it difficult for her to eat. I imagine it was painful.. For some time, I changed her foods to ones she could eat more easily and supplemented her with oral administrations. But she made a bad turn a couple days ago and passed Thursday morning.
She was a feisty girl. She never wanted to be petted but sometimes when I would take her by surprise with pets and brushing, she would pause for a few seconds and seemed to enjoy it, then she would step quickly away. We learn so much from each companion and the lessons are each so different. I shall certainly miss Grammy Sam..
Perfect story, you let her decide where she wanted to be!