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Sacha ben Patches, 1983-1986

Sacha was born in the wilds of Newton County, Arkansas in August of 1983, to my little calico Patches. He was the runt of the litter, and bore no resemblance to his larger and robust brothers and sister, who were all combinations of black and red. Sacha was pure white, and his eyes remained misty blue all his life. I called him Misty when he was a baby, before his gender was determined. Soon he began to develop his pale brown mask and legs, with feet remaining white, and his long, silky, golden-shaded coat. I'll never know how all that came about! His beauty was awesome, and he had the most loving and sweet disposition I ever saw in a male cat. Among all male cats in my life, he was my true love.

When his mother crossed the bridge, we added ben Patches (son of Patches) to his name. After we moved to Texas and he became a daddy, the most patient and loving daddy cat of all time, we added Papa-san. In those days I was not as aware of the importance of spay/neuter as I am now, and Sacha did a lot of roaming. He had already sired my most special kittens when he disappeared forever February 18, 1986. If I had neutered him, maybe he would not have been lost to me. But if I had, I would not now have his daughter Mewsette, the love of my life. It seems as if I had to lose him to get her.

Papa-san Sacha ben Patches, you have lived in my heart all these years. Be happy at Rainbow Bridge, and know that I love you still and forever.

Blynken Panda ben Sacha, 1986-1994

Rusty Morris Bamson, 1986-1994

Patches, 1982-1984




Patches was also born in the Ozarks, and came to me as a scrawny, scared 3 month old kitten. She was the older half-sister of my BamBam. She soon grew healthy and beautiful, and she helped me raise BamBam before she became Sacha's mother. Patches hunted in the woods, as all Ozarks cats did in those days, and she did not survive her second winter. BamBam finished raising Sacha for her. Dear little Patches, you had no idea what a special dynasty of cats you started. I hope your grandson Blynky and nephew Rusty found you at the bridge and told you all about it. Be happy and blessed, dear little mother.

Each of our Bridge kitties has an angel.

Sacha	Blynky	Rusty	Patches	BamBam

Our kittyangels were adopted from Madame Alto's.



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