Sasha was born Sept 12th, 2021, and came home to live with me 5 weeks later. He was a happy energetic little guy that stole the heart of anyone that met him. My sister Jessy Beardslee especially spoiled and loved him every chance she could. Jessy and I often joked about who Sasha loved the most. He will be missed and never forgotten. He was hit on Montana Ave Saturday July 22nd, 2023, where I found him. Life can change so quickly it’s hard to comprehend. Sasha leaves behind his cat brother and playmate Bob. Bob and I continue to move forward with gratitude for the happiness Sasha brought into our lives even though it was brief.