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It’s me, Sasha the magnificent! This is a current picture of me. If you look at the left side of my neck, you can see my fur growing back from my surgery. I still need the long fluff on that … Continue reading
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Sasha here. Today is all about Gus. He’s my support animal. He really needs a vest but he’s said nope. He wanted one that said “stud muffin” instead of “support animal.” Seriously, doesn’t he know his manhood was removed ages … Continue reading
Editor’s note: Morgan passed in early January. She is missed. I promised to post some stories from her early days here that make me smile. I hope they make you smile too! This was written in 2014 a year after … Continue reading
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It’s me! I survived the horror of horrors — surgery! The peep (the one I trust) woke me up one day at dark o’clock and stuffed me in the portal to hell. It was before the birds were up. No … Continue reading
It’s the peep again. Sasha will be back next week with her opinion about her surgery and I’m sure it’s a doozy. (For those new to the story, she had surgery to remove a mass on her neck last week.) … Continue reading
Editor’s note: Morgan passed in early January. She is missed. I promised to post some stories from her early days here that make me smile. I hope they make you smile too! this one is from April 30, 2014. This … Continue reading
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It’s the peep today. Sasha is recovering from her Tuesday surgery to remove a mass from her neck. She did fine. Me, not so much. She has some good pharmaceuticals to help her, but she’s has been a great cat. … Continue reading
Editor’s note: Morgan passed in early January. I promised to post some stories from her early days here that make me smile. I hope they make you smile too! this one is from April 13, 2014. I have often talked … Continue reading
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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 … Continue reading
Editor’s note: Morgan passed in early January. I promised to post some stories from her early days here that make me smile. I hope they make you smile too! this one is from March 16, 2014. So little, so sweet, … Continue reading
