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Sasha and the Cancer Patient
Another oldie but goodie, I wrote this article over a year ago but re-surfaced it when I was honored enough to guest post for the blog Paw Talk. Paw Talk is a wonderful newer pet blog that I would encourage you to check out. They have featured many of us pet bloggers on the blog recently and have some great articles.
Anyhow, I guest posted and contributed my article about Sasha, my 8-year-old wonder cat who is helping to heal a cancer patient. Hope you enjoy…
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They say there is something special about a rescue animal. They know adversity. They know brutality and pain (unfortunately). They know neglect and the human race’s emotional bankruptcy.
And they know – eventually – when they’ve been saved.
Sasha is a special cat who has moved on from her rootless beginnings to help save someone else.
Sasha suffered severe neglect until I rescued her when she was about 6-7 months old, and to this day it shows in her quiet little personality. I call her my little “teeny one” because she is tinier than tiny. She’s teeny. She is all fur. Even her meow is teeny. But her spirit is soaring and bigger than a lot of humans’ I know. (I, however, like most animals better than I like most people).
Sasha grew up with me in a college town in a house full of five girls, on a friendly neighborhood street. She would sit in the windowsill (going in and out at her own free will since I took the screen out for her) for hours and have conversations with the birds, squirrels or whatever else was alive, in front of her, and smaller than her. She always butt in when any of the roommates was eating anything, and I mean anything: yogurt, goldfish crackers, potato chips, fast food sandwiches (lettuce and all), macaroni-n-cheese, egg salad, tacos, chicken paprikash, and of course, ice cream.
Since she and my other cat are outdoor cats, obviously they spent many sunny Colorado days hanging out in my yard and the neighbor’s yards. My next door neighbor took quite a liking to them and used to leave food and milk out for them constantly (even when I asked her to stop). I would come home and pull in the driveway and see my two cats standing on the hood of her truck livin’ it up with wet food and milk. It drove me NUTS.
One time Sasha was catnapped. It was two days before Halloween and Sasha is black-as-night over her ENTIRE body – pads, feet, belly, ears, everywhere. And she has green eyes, so she is some psycho-nut’s Halloween dream. I was an absolute disaster for three days. I had signs posted by the second day and went to every neighbor’s house up and down the street and across the creek (even though there was no possible way she could have crossed it) every day. Finally, the day after Halloween my roommate was outside smoking when she heard really loud meowing. She followed the sound and started calling Sasha’s name. Sasha kept answering her and finally my roomie was just two houses down the street.
These idiot guy neighbors stole Sasha for the reward money. My roomie literally busted in there and stole her back and said they would be lucky if we didn’t call the cops on them. Of course, I’m sure Sasha sauntered over there looking for some lovin’, or chasing a bird or something, and probably ended up sleeping on their porch, and probably gave them the sweetness when they came home from class, and that bore a beautiful friendship. Years later I still wonder what really happened… I was beginning to realize that Sasha gets around quite a bit.
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For an UPDATE (January 2012, please click here)!
Sasha, you are one specialy kitty. Keep up your wonderful work. Your humans are very special to share you with the neighborhood.
Ruby is a therapy dog and visits a seniors facility once a week. She has made many special friends there.
Love Ruby & Penny and mom
Sasha sounds like a real sweeties and so does laura. this is a very touching story
Thats a truly amazing story. I personally believe that animals can sense humans’ feelings and emotions. Sasha is a very special kitty and how wonderful of you to share her. She spreads love. If only more people were like Sasha…
Very scary world to think that people would steal a living creature and hold them for ransom. I just hope Sasha wasn’t too traumatized by the experience. Then again, rescue pets are the toughest and most resilient.
I wondered why you left a comment you haven’t heard from us in a while. I thought I left one on this post recently. Sorry. We’re so glad you got Sasha back!
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