This morning, our Sasha was re-united with his fur-sibs, Silver, Sami, Shady and Silas. I am grateful that he passed peacefully in my arms at the vet's office. I was able to reassure him that he was, and is loved, and his spirit will always be with us.
Sasha was the first cat we adopted when we bought the old house in 2000. He has been a constant in our lives ever since. While never a loud cat (unless he was demanding food or attention), the house feels empty and quiet without him. I'm not certain Saku realizes he isn't here but did spend some time on my lap when I arrived home.
About six months after Sasha joined the family, we adopted Silver.
The two were inseparable, at least until Sami joined us a year or so later.I like to think the two are together again and curling up for a nap as they did so often then.
Sasha was always the patient teacher of all the cats who came after him, and they all loved him for it, and wanted to be near him all the time. Well, except perhaps Saku, but the two did learn to tolerate one another. I think there were just too many cats hogging Sasha's attention when Saku was a kitten for the two to bond.
From left to right: Sasha, Shady, Silas, and Sami.
























