Sasha, who had settled into a happy little family life with Rachael, Chris and their dog Steve, was hit by a car and killed sometime last night. His eyesight wasn't so good, and we all know he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, nor had he had much experience with streets and traffic, so I guess it's not that surprising, I just really hope it was quick, and he didn't suffer, poor little guy. He was such a pretty, silly, loving boy. Steve and Sasha had become friends and Rachael told me that Steve was outside laying by Sasha's travel box, where Chris had put is body. They are all sad, as am I. RIP Sasha, I hope you are frolicking in the sun, up there in Kitty heaven. I'll miss you Sashers, Sausage, Sashi, Sashimi, my blue-eyed boy.