I was messing around with my bb girl the last time I came home to San Francisco. Sasha has grown a lot this past year. Every time I come back it seems as if she’s twice as big. I have to admit that she’s gotten pretty mature, but she still has this amusing personality. Sasha’s a really funny pup. And she will seriously talk to me. Super cute. Plus, I enjoy watching her think. Her expressions say it all.
We have this connection that I’ve never had with any other animal. I wasn’t there when my parents picked her up from the airport (she flew in from Philadelphia). I also missed the first month of her being at our house. So I still wonder how she knew we were family when we met for the first time.