Pasha was a Mother's Day gift from my oldest son, Keith. He said that this gift would keep giving and giving and indeed that was true. Pasha was an absolute joy to have in my life for 12 and 1/2 years. From the time that he was a puppy and I took him everywhere with me in my purse till he became an old man. I called him that during the latter years of his life. He could spell. I would punish him by barricading him behind the couch and he KNEW the word couch. Then I started to spell the word and he KNEW the word. Then I had to go to davenport, Pasha KNEW that word. He was funny whenever I used the word couch. I used to take Pasha to the nursing home and let the little ladies hold him and love on him. He liked it too. For a long time Pasha went to nursing homes to bring joy. Pasha passed the second week of February 2007. He had cancer. He had to be put down. I miss him but I know he will be waiting for me at the Rainbow Bridge when it is my time to pass. I love you Pasha and I miss you !!!

Favorite Things

sleep and play