Sasha came to us by  way of a chance encounter. The first I saw of her were these playful paws reaching out to me from a body I could not immediately see.  The moment I laid eyes on here I recognized an old familiar soul and I knew she was family.  Right away I called Mike and  told him I found our little girl. I drove home to get him so we could go and bring her home.  I knew I was right when Mike picked her up and refused to put her back down.

Sasha, I think, sensed she was home too. She immediately bonded with Lingh and, while their only puppy was stillborn, the two of them remained inseparable companions.

Sasha was my little girl and I will always miss the enthusiastic welcomes she would give me each and every time I walked through the front door. She would always demand to be picked up and held, often by means of happy, excited, loud barks.  And I was all but too happy to oblige because she was my little girl and I always looked forward to picking her up and receiving those loving receptions. I do not know how to accept that she's not going to be there to lift up and hug anymore.

Sasha was able to fight of a long list of health issues. However, she finally succumbed to something as random as a slipped disc which rendered her unable to walk. I feel a part of me is gone forever and I think I'm always going to feel the loss and sadness.

Sasha if you took anything with you, I hope it was the knowledge that you were part of an adoring family and that you were loved very much.

Philip (Daddy), Michael (Pappa), and Lingh