Someone unceremoniously dumped her on our rural property. Such callousness has no words. For weeks we watched her in our field attempting to catch mice, to no avail. We tried to call to her but she would run from us. Her fear of humans finally gave way to her need to eat..to survive. Roasted chicken, fed by hand, was all it took to cement the way to a great new life.
I do believe she came to us for a purpose. I had recently lost my mother and suddenly found myself charged with the care of my father, suffering from Alzheimer’s. At the end of a long day I would feel the despair, frustration, and loss of the father I once knew, and somehow, Summer would remind me that there’s still much in life to embrace. She had a way of convincing me that a handful to kitty treats can cure any problem and that I would most assuredly feel better by dispensing them as often as possible. She always made me laugh. She was compassion, kindness, and wisdom all rolled into one small, furry body.
She was a silly girl, usually sitting human-like at the top of our stairs and insisting that we step over her rather than ask her to move. My husband’s lap was her sanctuary, and the end of our bed was her security.
We miss her every moment of every day but revel in the memories and joy that she brought to us. Like her name, SUMMER GIRL was warmth, sunshine, and a comforting breeze on any day of the year.
A donation was made in Summer Girl's memory and the memorial was created on June 30, 2020.