Sasha died today after a long fight with breast cancer. She took a turn for the worse on Saturday, but bounced back on Sunday and Monday, deciding, after 15 years indoors, that she wanted to spend her last days outside. She promptly dove into the pool on Sunday afternoon. So, we spent most of the rest of Sunday and Monday sitting together in the front yard. She slowed down on Tuesday, went to sleep on my lap, and never woke up.
Goodbye, my sweet friend. I’ll miss you.
