How She Began

Sassy was born in a small alley near 17th and U Streets, NW in Washington, DC shortly before 9/11. Her presence has always been healing to anyone she comes into contact with and I believe she was indeed born to love and to heal, despite how short her time with us was.

Her mama was an alley cat, and she is belived to be the only cat in the litter to survive. One day she was going to eat some yummy food when the floor dropped out underneath her and she was trapped by a woman named Susan, who is active with Alley Cat Allies in DC. She was scooped up and a note was posted about her on a listserv I belong to:

Sent: Thursday, November 08, 2001 12:23 PM
>To: win@yahoogroups.com
>Subject: [win-list] Kitten needs home
>
>
>I have just rescued an adorable kitten from the alleyway, and it needs a
>loving home! The kitten is about 8-10 weeks old (about 6" long) and is dark
>grey with black stripes. S/he needs to be domesticated, which is a process
>that sounds a lot more intimidating than it is -- it really just involves
>playing with the kitten until it's used to you. Please consider helping
>this little one out by adopting it!

I immediately responded "yes!" -- as something in me knew she was "the one." And I knew she was a she too despite the confusion in the post. As my friend Marie said, "I do understand how you felt when you adopted Sassy sight unseen. It was simply meant to be, a premonition, an intuitive knowledge that you were meant to journey together." And the rest has been a journey of so much love with this bundle of joy: