Sasha: This is me moments before I was scooped up and stuffed in the portal to hell. See how peaceful I am!
Sasha here. Something terrible happened yesterday. The peep scooped me up and stuffed me in the portal to hell. It was awful and smelled like bad things are coming. I came out at the V-E-T. The first thing that greeted me was a gigantic dog. He was smelling the portal. I told him to bug off but he was fascinated with me (I am gorgeous!). He was 8 feet tall. The peep said he weighed about 80 pounds, but he liked me. He wanted to be friends. I wanted to go home. I was missing Gus.
This is Gracie (RIP) with the portal to hell
After they took me back in a room, a new peep touched me all over. It was so embarrassing. There are boundaries! She even stuck a thermo-something up my wazoo. Yikes! (I need to talk to my lawyer!)
There was a lot of chatting. Then the vet peep took me to the back cavern where bad things happen. They poked me to get blood. Then they tried to get me to pee. It didn’t work because I had peed before we left. The peep left me there for a few hours so they could get a sample. She will pay for that. I will stomp on her bladder at 3 a.m. and see how she likes it!
I finally came home. Gus was glad to see me, but he said I smelled funny. Must have been the scent from the peeps who manhandled me. Or maybe the dog.
The portal to hell was not put away. That’s a bad sign. Stay tuned for more nasty happenings. Send catnip.
This was the size of the dog in the waiting room!
Editor’s note: Sasha has a lump on her neck. We have seen several veterinarians about removing it and we have found one that we feel comfortable with. She is confident she can do it safely and her price is reasonable. The surgery is on Tuesday and Sasha will be under anesthesia for the procedure. Fingers crossed all goes well.
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Sash, I sincerely hope your wazoo feels better today, and yes, we have boundaries. Also, if Rin Tin Tin wants to be friends, let him call you at a more convenient time. As far as the Peep goes, she just wants to make sure you’re not anytime soon going to meet up with Morgan. She loves you Sash. Keep in touch. 🙂
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That is a rough day, Sasha! Sorry to concur that it’s only going to get worse. Get in all the canoodling while you can.
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You reminded me of something happened here years ago, Sasha. Not saying that your lump isn’t serious, but Maisie had a lump on her neck that we were keeping an eye on. One day we saw her sister Vivian licking the spot. When she was finished, so was the lump! It never came back after. Here’s hoping you will be good as new real soon.
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I hope all goes well!
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Oh no, not the Portal to Hell! 😬 Louis Catorze doesn’t know yet, but his Portal will be making an appearance on Monday …
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Sorry, forgot to add: good luck to Madame with her surgery!
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Sasha we send you extra hugs for your terrible experience at the “Pain Place”. We will be sending tons of POTP stuff to you when you have that “procedure” and we are SURE you will be treated like the Queen you are after you get home from THAT. Treats, hugs, more treats, more hugs, and of course your Gus-man to tell you ALL IS WELL.
Love, Teddy (and Mom too)
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Poor Sasha – vet visits are never fun. Prayers going up for your surgery and full recovery; my 3 fur buddies are sending healing purs to you as well!
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Thanks. We are hoping there is no cone. Her surgery is at a spot that a cone would rub. We’ll see what the final outcome is.
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Hopefully it is nothing, and Sasha won’t have to visit the portal to hell again for a good while.
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That’s what we are hoping.
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Kate, hopefully Sasha is ok. (or is it Sascha?)
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We are hoping for that and it’s Sasha, no c.
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Best of luck to you all on Tuesday!
And do NOT spend the weekend worrying . . . since worry is interest paid on a debt not yet owed. Extra treats for all!
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Especially the peep!
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Your comment reminded me of a Mark Twain quote…worrying is like paying a debt you don’t owe. Amen!
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Sasha, me and my Mom will really be purring for you…no kidding. (Mom has purring perfected…I taught her well.)
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My peep tried but sadly she’s not really good at it. We give her a solid C for effort!
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