Sasha

Meet my pal Sasha. He came to me in the fall of 2000 by way of my sister and brother in law's home. He has had an interesting life with us. He was taken away from some mean boys that had a string tied around him and they were dragging him out of the mud. My brother in law noticed the boys doing it and he took him away from them and brought him home. He nicknamed Sasha (mudpuddle). That happened a few months after my mom died. He stayed with them in a small room for 4 years.
One day I asked if they would like me to take him home with me to Panguitch (means Big Fish ).
So he came home with me and became my pal. At first, I would lose him. I would look all over the house for him. Then one day I discovered that he jumped up on the counter in the kitchen, then the frig and on up top of my cupboards. He became used to the house and my other cat Lacey. Boy! did he rock from then on. He loved to run and play while I made the bed. He loved that house. When I would come home at the end of the day, he would always greet me at the door just as a dog would. He would follow me all over the house. Sasha is a very quiet cat and doesn't make any noise.
I have another cat and both of them are spade and neuterd. But Sasha stills wants to be a daddy, which makes me laugh. He is so funny. I want you all to know that Sasha is a perfect gentleman and he loves to be near people that he likes. But watch out if he doesn't like you, You will be hissed at all the time you are around. Ask my family and they will tell you.
Message always spay and neutuer your pets and keep the population down. I cry when I hear about how many pets they put to sleep every year.

First Time

This is the first time that I have braved writing and putting my thoughts into action. I am not as good as my nieces. I look up to them and wonder at their knowledge of things. I am older than they are but sometimes I feel like I am a late bloomer in the ways of thinking. But no one is to old to learn and keep their minds active.
The last few months I have discovered playing Sudoku. I can't get enough working with the numbers. You will often see me watching a movie or T.V. and working a Sudoku problem.
I remember I bought an easy Sudoku book thinking that I would work the problems. I read the instructions thinking that I could do it. I ended up throwing the book across the room because I just couldn't work the them. In fact, my sweet cat Taffy and my busy dog Trixie decided to chew on the pages. This book I gave to my niece chewed pages and all. I don't know if she has worked on any of them. Then one day in November, I bought a big Sudoku book of problems. I again read the instructions and low and behold a light bulb clicked on. And since then I can't put the books down to do anything else. I know it is a time waster (I hope I spelled that word right because I am known as the world's worst speller) but I love doing them. They are very fun to work at when you have a little time to waste.
It is always good to try new things. It is often true to try, try, try, again because it just might work out.