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| I had to let Sasha cross over the Rainbow Bridge May 20, 2005 due to illness. I'll never truly know or understand how she went from being my playful loving voracious gal to holding her in my arms as she was injected within the space of two days but I know in my heart it was meant to be. Everything happens for a reason -or so I believe- and after four long wonderful years it was time she stopped clinging to the life she had known and begin anew. She will forever remain in my heart and soul and I draw comfort from her amazing strength and will to survive all these years. I will love her always. I want to thank all of you that have followed Sasha's life over the years and offered your kindness and support. We have appreciated it more than words can express. A friend sent me this poem awhile back and I can think of no place more fitting to share it than in Sasha's Memorial.... When This Battle Can't Be Won "If It Should Be" If it should be I grow frail and weak And pain prevents my peaceful sleep. Then you must do what must be done When this last battle can't be won. You will be sad, I understand. Selfishness might stay your hand. But on this day, more than the rest, Your love and friendship take the test. We've had so many happy years That what's to come can hold no fears. You'd not want me to suffer, so When the time comes, please let me go. Take me where my needs they'll tend. Only--stay with me until the end. Hold me firm and speak to me. Until my eyes no longer see. I know, in time, you too will see It is a kindness that you do for me. Although my tail it's last has waved, From pain and suffering I've been saved. Do not grieve it should be you. Who must decide this thing to do. We've been so close, we two, these years... Don't let your heart hold any tears. Author Unknown |
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