A year ago today we kissed our pup one last time. They say time heals, and yes I will agree but every now and again it still hurts. I know she was just a dog but to us she was more and we all loved her. I wrote this then to sum it all up.
We said goodbye to our Sasha this weekend. How do you sum up 13 plus years in a single paragraph…. You just simply cannot.
Sasha was special. To most she was a husky mix, but now that she cannot be taken away I can say with pride she was a wolf hybrid. Her mother was full wolf and her father was a big beautiful malamute. Her mother was shot shortly after she was born. Lance and I rescued her and her brother from a crazy lady. We would’ve taken them all if we could have. We contacted authorities and she would later be shut down by the state. From that day on Sasha was by our side. Unfortunately Nico her brother was not able to stay with us due to health reasons but was re-homed. Sasha was spit and fire but through the years became a gentle soul. Between her and I she would fight for alpha female, she would push my buttons like crazy. Lance was her alpha and she would listen to him. Although there was but one time she got so upset with him she ate his brand new Oakley glasses, boy was she in trouble. She had such a personality like no other dog; some did not understand her until they got to know her. She was the sweetest girl to kids and loved people. Stephanie and Kylie were her little buddies but Kylie had a tight bond with her. Kylie never passed without touching her. She would read and sing to her all the time. I would watch her as she would just lie on Sasha for what seemed like hours. There were so many good memories with her. She lived a long and happy life and no one could have loved her better than we did.
As many know cancer struck and she had surgery Dec.23.2015, she made a full recovery back to her spunky self. Her tummy was tender but she loved and played just the same. January 28th she got sick. We do not know why, and blood test showed no definitive answer. Cancer was the leading cause. We were told she showed no signs of pain and to keep her comfortable. She was happy and we spoiled her. We loved on her day and night knowing her time was coming to an end. As I made her chicken and rice every day I hoped she would get better, but sometimes you just know when time is running out. She was tired and although I would have made her chicken and rice every day forever I knew I couldn’t. She never gave up; she was a fighter for sure. Up till the end she was kind, sweet and strong. I never would have thought on her last day it was going to be her last. Her eyes were bright and full of life. She passed with dignity, strength and love. I held her in my arms and comforted her as she would leave this world. There are some that will not understand this, but I know she was not in pain and knowing she left on her choosing is something I have to know was ok.
One’s pain is not measured in what you can see but what you cannot. There are no words to express the hurt in my heart. Sometimes to understand pain you have to go through it. There is never enough planning or preparing.
Time will pass and we will be left with happy memories.
To be a child: Kylie told me “Mommy I am not sad because Sasha is in heaven. She is happy and can have all the yummy chummies she wants”