Mommy has been LAZY

And she hasn't written in my diary in ages! Actually, she hasn't felt like doing much of anything. She has the winter blahs and is very Bah Humbug. The good news is, she is officially my Mommy. She decided that she just can't part with me. She and Daddy and most of the other kitties love me to pieces. They love that I'm Sassy and are thinking of changing my name. They love that I'm playful and stubborn and full of kitty you-know-what. They just plain love me! To all of you people out there who DIDN'T adopt me when you had the chance, Mommy says "YOUR LOSS IS OUR GAIN!" So now let's do a happy dance! Oh, wait. I did one of those on Daddy's head at 3 AM. That was a bit of a mistake! :-) Purrs and kitty kisses, Sassy Sasha

A Diamond in the Rough

I am such a brat! I've been so focused on my own needs and I haven't realized how hard this is on Mommy. She is so depressed at the thought of me going somewhere else to live! Mom has had a lot on her plate lately and my situation is just one more thing that is troubling her.

Mom knows in her head that she needs to let me go. But in her heart, she can't bring herself to advertise me. Yesterday I made Mommy laugh out loud for the first time in days. I'm such a snot, and so Sassy, that she says that should be my new name! She says that whoever ends up being my forever parents are going to get a real treasure, because I am so unique.

I'm a bit like a Diamond, Mom says. One that hasn't been cut and polished yet. I am rough around the edges but a real shining gem underneath. There are so many things about me to love, all it will take is the right family to bring out all of my uniqueness and see the treasure underneath. My foster parents see the treasure already. That's why they are hanging on so tight while trying hard to let go.

If there is a family out there that can see through the rough exterior and appreciate what I am inside, maybe Mom and Dad would find it easier to let me go live somewhere else. Are you the family that can do that? If you are that special family, please get in touch! For every day that goes by, this gets harder for all of us. Purrs, Sasha

From Happy Happy to Very Sad

I was so UP yesterday! Mom and Dad said that they were going to be my official Mom and Dad. They found out some things about me, including that I'm really only 6 months old. And they love me SO much! But Mom feels overwhelmed right now. Millie hates me and keeps picking fights. Mai Lin has issues that Mom is having trouble dealing with. Tiki is always a problem for Mom. Mom says that if she had a choice, I would never leave. But she feels like she has to a least make an effort to find me a new home.

I have personality traits that Mom and Dad love, but that are different. It will take special people to be my new parents. I like to have things my own way. If I don't want to be held, I make funny meow noises, and if you don't put me down I hiss and growl and even swat or bite gently. But none of it is malicious. My foster parents just laugh at me and hug me when I do that, and it is kind of maddening because they are supposed to be *afraid*! People that don't understand probably would be afraid and think that I'm mean and not want to keep me. People that do understand will be like my foster parents, and love me even more because I am so unique.

I swat the dogs but I'm getting used to them and though I pretend to be afraid of them, I'm really not. I don't like to drink out of the communal water bowl, though. I want my own water out of a cup on the sink.

I am just such a unique little kitty, and I need a unique family to give me a home. I have that unique family right here and want to stay. But if I can't stay here, I would like someone special to give me a wonderful home. Is that person You? Purrs, Sasha

Mom has been a slacker!

It has been several days since I have written in my diary. I was in a lot of pain for a while after my surgery, and then Mom was just too frazzled to even concentrate on much of anything except taking care of me and Nikki. I'm happy to report that Nikki is doing very well. She was a very sick doggy and we really didn't think that she would live, so today and every day we are giving thanks for her survival and recovery. I am also giving thanks that I am still in this house. Mom and Dad are still making noises about putting up fliers and putting ads out to get me adopted, but every day that goes by is one more day of happiness for me. I still don't know what will happen to me. It may be that they will follow through on putting me up for adoption. I would hate it if that happens, but I may have to accept it. For now, I have recovered well from my surgery and am warm and safe in this house. For that, and for all of my friends, I am thankful! Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Purrs, Sasha

Ohhh, I hurt!

I came home from the hospital yesterday. I can't say that I'm unhappy about being back here, but I sure am not in the mood to be a loving cat to these people! My tummy hurts bad. That big dog is back home and getting a lot of attention because she is still so sick. The good news is that she is getting better, and her prognosis is good. The bad news is that she is getting up and walking around and almost stepped on me! That would have been BAD. Mom and Dad are still on the fence about me. They have the posters all ready to go up. They have a thing to put on the posters with a link to my diary. But they don't have the desire, at the moment, to put the posters out. Mom and Dad tell each other that it's because I need to heal and start feeling like myself again. And with all the stress right now they just can't handle everything at once. I think they hesitate because they know I belong here with them. I haven't figured out how to convince them of that, though. Does anyone out there have any ideas? If not, does anyone out there know of a good family with other kitties who would like a loving, wonderful, spirited kitty? I can't live with this uncertainty too much longer. No kitty should have to live in fear of being uprooted and taken to a strange place! It isn't fair to me. So I'm still asking for your help and praying that some miracle happens soon so that I know where I will be living. Purrs, Sasha

Sasha is in the hospital today

Sasha can't write in her diary today because she had her spay surgery this morning. She is doing well but is still quite groggy. Tomorrow she will come home, and tomorrow she will officially go up for adoption. We pray that she finds a wonderful forever home! We love her so very much and just want her to be happy and secure. Purrs, MomKat Lentz

What a horrible time!

Oh, dear, I have been so selfish worrying about myself. Now my foster dog sister Nikki is very ill and in the hospital! She had emergency surgery last night and Mom and Dad are very worried, and it isn't helping them at all that I have my surgery tomorrow and they feel like they have to put me up for adoption. Mommy has done nothing but cry today. She doesn't know if Nikki will make it, though we are all praying hard and she is "holding her own". Mom and Dad can barely stand the thought of letting me go now. I don't know why they think they have to, but they still are determined to find me a new home. It doesn't make sense, does it? But I will have to accept it, because Mom can't take any more stress now. Purring for your prayers and hoping for someone to love me forever, Sasha

Explanation, please!

Oh, it's been a day. Another day of love and life in a home that should be mine. Another day of playing with KC and the others, cuddling with Mom and Dad, even drinking out of my own cup in the sink because I don't like the dog spit in the shared bowl. Another day closer to the day when I get "fixed" and then put up for adoption. How is this possible? No one has yet to come forward and explain it to me. I am pretty sure that I haven't done anything wrong. I have been shown a finger and told "NO" once or twice, but that's pretty normal for an active kitty. I've learned that when I'm playing with Mom and Dad and they say "ouch ouch ouch" it means that I shouldn't bite so hard. I've even learned that I shouldn't get on the table when they are eating. So why is it that they are so insistent on finding me a different home? I just do not understand this! There is a woman who wants me. She has a bunch of kids and I even like some of them, especially the baby. But this woman abandoned a bunch of animals a few years ago and never felt guilty about it, so Mom says no way is that woman going to be my new Mom. And then this morning Mom got an email from a friend who had given a cat to what she thought was a good family, and that family turned the poor cat out to die! Now Mom is scared of giving me away, but she still says she has to. WHY? Someone, please come rescue me. Explain to me why I have to leave here, and rescue me so that I can finally feel safe! Purring for a miracle, Sasha

Monday, and the dread is growing

Only four more days to go. I can't believe it. I just don't believe that my family will take me somewhere and have me "fixed", and then start asking other people to take me. I've already been uprooted once, only a month or so ago. The people that I thought loved me brought me here and left me behind. Within minutes I was scared by a ceiling fan and attacked by strange dogs, then locked in a cage and left there for hours and hours. Things gradually got better for me here. I was let out of the cage, and after a few days I was taken to the Vet and given shots and the people decided that I could meet their cats. That actually worked out pretty well, and I have become good friends with most of the kitties here. The dogs are something else, but I tolerate them. I even laugh at them sometimes. My foster sister KC is the best friend I have ever had. She loves me, I know she does. She plays with me, she grooms me, she even coaches me on how to make the others like me. And still I have to dread the passing days, because my Mom and Dad still say that I can't live here. Oh please, someone help me understand this. Mommy held me close today and promised me that she would never let anyone hurt me. How can she promise that and still let someone else take me? It makes no sense to me. This uncertainty is becoming unbearable, even for my Mommy. She can't help me write anymore today because she is crying too hard. If I can't stay here, where will I go? Kitty tears are falling fast! Sasha

Why don't they want me when they tell me I AM SPECIAL?!

That's what my foster Mommy keeps telling me. I am a special kitty and I will need a special person to love me and give me a home. I still think that I have already found that special home. I do have my quirks, I'll give you that. My first day here was a doozy. I got scared and scratched and bit my foster Dad, and that was not a good way to start the relationship. But it wasn't my fault, and he understood that. His dogs came running into my room, surrounded me and stuck their noses in my private areas. Dad tried to pick me up when he should have known better than to get in the way. I mean, how would you react if 3 strange dogs came and "attacked" you? Like that little mouse that bit Mom the other day. It didn't know she was trying to help it out. It just knew that there were cats all around and something big had grabbed it. Anyway, I have calmed down and become a very well loved member of this family, for the time being. Until next Thursday, when they have me "fixed" and then start asking other people to take me. I still haven't found anyone to explain this to me. Why can't someone tell me what it is I've done wrong? To be dropped off here like so much unwanted baggage by the only Mom I had ever known, and now I'm going to be put up for adoption again. Even though I have been the best kitty I know how to be ever since that first bad incident. It simply doesn't make sense to me. Is there a special person out there who can help me understand this? Someone who will take me home and love me for the wonderful kitty I am trying hard to be? If there is, please write to Mommy and let her know. This uncertainty is really starting to become a strain. It hurts to feel unwanted. It hurts so bad! Please help me. Purrs, Sasha