Thursday, May 12, 2005


In 1994 I adopted a Pomeranian/Schipperke mix from the animal shelter. I was still recovering from the loss of my mother and I needed a little friend to keep me company. Sasha took me for walks every day and reminded me to enjoy life’s simple pleasures. In 2001, when I lost my father, Sasha helped me cope with my loss. This morning Sasha succumbed to kidney disease. He was probably 16 years old. He will be missed.

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