Thanks everyone.

Sasha sure was a character. One of my favorite memories was my mom "impersonating" Sasha. She (mom) was walking from the back door to the kitchen, across the living room and all of a sudden jumped straight in the air, put her hands up like scratching claws and started hissing and spitting like a mad kitty. My cousin and I just stopped talking and looked at her like, "What the heck?" and mom said, "that was my sasha impersonation." We all laughed so hard we cried. It was so true to form... and totally out of the blue!

Poor Sasha, she tore her bottom lip away from the bone under her teeth as a baby... she knocked a board down onto herself and her jaw hit the tile floor. After the vet sewed her back together, a few days later I thought she had gangrene. I was so upset, it looked all green. Come to find out, it was just her fur gathering there in the stitches... it was all wet and yucky so had an off color to it. The vet we had back then thought it was hilarious, we took her in for gangrene and it was just fur.