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Long Live the King; The Loss of Sakima is One That Has Shook the Tiger Creek Family to it's Core.

The name "Sakima" is of Native American origin, meaning "King". Our Sakima prowled his habitat with a sense of royalty that fulfilled his namesake leaving zero doubts of status or opinion.

We are heartbroken to share the loss of our 19 year old Bengal King, Sakima. We worked so incredibly hard to give him the most exceptional care, and are forever grateful for our time together.

Sakima was a very vocal man who loved to chuff and moo at his best (people) friends any time they walked by! He would trot to greet us anytime he saw us near to let us know that he was there to keep our company and he always had a story to tell.

In the summer months, he could be found lounging in the soft, lush grass. And in the Fall, we worked feverishly with our Park Services team to brighten the King's day by providing a fresh pile of leaves for him to nestle into.

He knew what it meant to teach us patience, as he always made an extra effort to linger when we requested his company for trainings sessions. He found joy in the smallest gestures from his caretakers and I specifically recall; he had a particular orange ball that we would roll up the hill every morning, just to watch him nudge it back down with pride and contentment.

The loss of Sakima is one that will always hang heavy in our hearts. Tiger Creek will miss you forever. We love you, Sakima. May you rest in peace.

Sakima with his mouth open, vocalizing towards the viewer, while laying on a green grass background

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....


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