2 years ago today I had to let my beloved Sasha go to the Bridge. I miss her so very much, but I know she's up there playing with sister Sami and no longer suffering the arthritis or deafness that had befallen her. She was abused before I got her and she was afraid of her own shadow. I knew the day I woke up nose to nose with her in bed that she'd decided I was hers. She was a goofy, loving, silly little girl. She was momma's girl and no one else's. I miss you baby. Sure hope you girls are having fun and know that I'll see you again one day.