We will love you always. You brought joy, frustration, and lots of love to our home. You were a trouble-maker, a pooty-treat guarder, and a sweet little girl. Your first guardian ditched you and Reeve took you in. He saved you from the needle nearly twelve years ago. And then you came into my life.
We couldn’t save you last night. To keep you alive would have been unkind. Sometimes doing the compassionate thing is the most difficult act someone who loves someone else can make. We had to let you go.
Sasha was no “it.” She, like all animals, was someone.
And boy was she ever someone!
We love you, Sasha.
My heart breaks as I type this. Please be at peace now. No more cancers. No more cries of pain or discomfort when you could no longer stand up and get out of your soiled bed. May it all be pleasant smells and fun for you now, whether I believe in that or not. For you, I hope.
Thank you for being in my life. Thank you, Sasha. Forgive me for any misunderstanding or if you were here too long. We didn’t know. We did our best.
I miss you. I miss you so much. I love you and I will forever. Good Night, Smee-Ma.