Sasha

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I got Sasha while working in Vegas. I found her stuck in a trap in the middle of winter. She was half frozen and screaming. When I got her out, this poor baby couldn’t stop shaking. I found out who set the trap. They said it was because the cat pooped on their lawn. After I gave them a piece of my mind and destroyed the trap and brought Sasha home with me.

When I brought Sasha to the ranch, she had no problem adjusting to ranch life. In fact, she had a thing for the big lizards out here. She would catch them (not hurt them) and make them lay down next to her. Hey, everybody has to have a hobby!

Update:

I found a mass on Sasha’s neck and before we could get test results back, Sasha passed away. I’m not sure how old she was but I had her for 13 wonderful years.

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