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It’s me Sasha! I had a bad day this week. I didn’t feel good, so I hid. I didn’t wake the peep up or come out for breakfast. The peep tried to find me. I like to nap in a … Continue reading
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Sasha here. It was a good week. We had some warm weather and the peep had the sliding door open so we could smell the outdoors. There was bird food in the feeders so bird TV going on. I miss … Continue reading
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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
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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
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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
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Sasha here. The peeps have been prepping for a big storm. It may be snowmageddon. Or not. Predictions are 10 to 14 inches of snow. That’s taller than me. The peeps are old people so they don’t like big snows … Continue reading
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Sasha here. We are late today because the peep had an early morning doc appointment (that’s like a vet but she doesn’t need to fit in the portal to hell). It’s been a quiet week. I’ve been practicing my kneading … Continue reading
Sasha here. We have a sad. The peeps are weepy and needy. Morgan went into the portal to hell and never came back. I miss her. Sometimes she let me eat her food. We’ve been trying to comfort the peeps. … Continue reading
Views and Mews by Coffee Kat 