Wednesday, August 02, 2006

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Sasha didn't make it through her surgery yesterday. She was J's favorite cat and I have to admit, I was pretty attached to her too. So now I get to spend the week depressed about the loss of one of my cats.

And because I am dumb, I keep looking at Elliot and wondering if he misses his mom. And then I start crying again. (Then I make the dumber move of watching "The Land Before Time" and cry some more. Poor Littlefoot.)

sigh.

5 comments:

seadragon said...

Oh Amber, I'm so sorry. :(

J and I just called you, but you weren't there...

amber said...

Thanks for the call. My phone was upstairs. I'll call you guys later (I am ok when I don't talk about it, but I don't want to call now and cry.)

Love you both!

eden said...

More Hugs. Losing a kitty is rotten. :-(


(((((((HUGS)))))))))

Lindsey said...

"SEE YOU AT THE CROSSROADS!
SOMEBODY ANYBODY TELL ME WHY....

I MISS MY UNCLE CHARLES YA'LL."

to those of you not familiar with this ditty, it is indeed a much needed proclamation of how we all feel about Snasha.

She was a good cat. A cat that never stopped meowing. A cat that actually got along with my dog. They were the Milo and Otis of the '06'.

amber said...

"Livin' in a hateful woooooorld..."

Sasha, Dodger and Shadow...this song is for all of you.

And for those of you who don't know - lindsey wasn't misspelling Sasha's name - Snasha was her nickname.