I know I complained about Sasha...She pretty much wouldn't leave me alone, always wanting to play with me. But I have to admit, I had gotten used to her, and was even enjoying our wrestling matches, especially since I always won. When it snowed here a few weeks ago, we had a fine time romping in the snow (although I pretended to be annoyed). Here is a link to a YouTube video of our romp:
So it was a shock last night when Mommy broke the news to me that Sasha was gone. She was barely four months old! She had been riding in the back of Daddy's pickup truck when I guess she got excited by a neighbor dog and tried to jump over the side. Her collar broke off, and Sasha landed under the rear wheels of the truck. Daddy is blaming himself, and he and Mommy are both so heartbroken. I am trying to comfort them, but I am heartbroken too. In my own kitty way, I had come to really love that dog.