Sasha Malia is my cat child. She was a stray, found by a good friend back in the summer of 2015. She came to live with me in July of 2015 and I now can barely imagine life without her.
Sasha is full of fun and imagination and she knows who she is... she does!
I know it sounds odd, but I know cause I've had cats all of my life. I know cats.
And Sasha is special.
Look at her perched upon her throne. The day I brought this into our home, she just knew that it was for her.
She jumped up on it and she claimed it. Paying no attention to the fact that she used to live under an abandoned porch, caring not that she was cast off by someone or something that cared nothing about her, and not at all fearful of falling.
She jumped up, declared her territory and claimed her rightful place. She believed that she deserved to be there. And the rest is history.
We need to be more like Sasha.