Saturday, June 30, 2007


Today was a big day! Isis and I got to go to the DOGPARK!!
I woke the humans up at 6, cause I was bored. They didn't seem to want to get up, so I clawed some, and that helped.
Then we went downstairs, and I clawed, and I stomped, and I ran.
They said something about me being obnoxious. Then (and this is the best part) they figured to run off some of my energy, we should go to the DOGPARK!
Of course, Isis had to come too. Never just take ME...
Anyway, it was a DOGPARK I've never been to before, though that suckup brat Isis apparently went last week. Someone's getting a claw for that..
It was cool, there were lots of dogs to play with.
Then we wandered around the neighborhood, got some water, and went back to the car just as it was getting hot.

FOR THE RECORD, I should've mentioned who is who.
The fat, lazy dog on top is Isis. I, of course, am the gorgeous black and white on the right. No self respecting husky would go to a DOGPARK and lay down!

Friday, June 29, 2007

I've been tagged

Tasha and Eva tagged me to share 7 random things about myself.
Here goes.
1) I love to eat hardback books, phonebooks, and candles
2) I HATE my paws getting muddy.
3) I like to sleep in the bathroom by the toilet, with the air conditioner vent blowing on my bloomers.
4) I don't like thunder or fireworks.
5) I ate my human mom's wedding shoe (just one!) 2 weeks before her wedding.
6) I don't like walking on tile or slippery floors. My feet slide.
7) I won't catch food if you throw it at me, but I will catch a snowball in my mouth.

I tag Meeshka, Indy , and Guinness and Shiloh.

By the way, if anyone wants to add a link to my blog, on their blog, please feel free. And let me know, I'll link to you! I'm having fun making new blog friends, and planning to take over the world.

Moron alert

I'm speechless.

Click here to find out why
OK, almost speechless. The dog pooped himself, but he loved riding on the roof??And, what say we believe him, and the dog DID like it.
Kids would like having Gummiworms for every meal.
Do we let them?Loon.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

CALL 911

We get liverwurst EVERY night after our last out.
I heard the humans say we're out.
Someone better do something, quick, or I"m gonna eat a sofa.
What a sucky night. No liverwurst, and thunderstorms.
They gave me some pill and they think that's gonna make me like the storm.
Like melatonin is gonna make up for storms with NO LIVERWURST.
A pouting Sasha


The human guy went to WaWa and got us liverwurst. The sofa is safe for another day...

They're making me HIKE?

So the humans do this rescue stuff.
Fine, I guess. I came from a shelter.
It does take up a lot of their time that should be spent adoring me, but whatever.
Now, apparently, they're making me HIKE a MILE to raise money for the foster dogs.
There better not be any mud, that's all I have to say. I will not allow my paws to get dirty. The humans'll have to pull me in a wagon if it's muddy. And there BETTER be some good treats at this "hike" thing.
I know I always complain that Isis gets to go to more events than I do, but I didn't mean I should have to hike.
So if you want to sponsor me, you can paypal any amount to
Be sure to say what it's for.
Apparently there are 3 rescues doing this "hike" nonsense.
Along with Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue, there is Mapaw Siberian Husky Rescue and Referral (they have a blog, too) and Delaware Valley Siberian Husky Rescue.
There will be more information about this whole thing as it gets closer.
And you can keep an eye on the rescue website that Meeshka's human woman works on.

Sasha, queen of Sashaville, who better not get her paws dirty

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

The horror never ends

Can someone call the SPCA? I shouldn't have to live like this.

Sasha, not happy.

My life sucks

Look at what I have to do to keep my bones away from Isis and Ray.


I'm testing to see if I screwed up the entire blog playing with html.
In the meantime, you can enjoy me in the snow.
Sasha in the snow


1. Your age? 9

2. Your age when came to live with your people? About 1

3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now? Cool brown leather

4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? Bev! She comes and gives us treats.

5. How much do you weigh? A lady never tells.

6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up? Well, expensive as in expensive vet visits! I got a hold of some people medicine once...Motrin. That was a vet visit, and fluid in my back, and needles. The pound of fudge was 2 vet visits! The chocolate covered espresso beans was just a call to the doggie poison control.

7. Do you like other Dogs? As long as they follow Sashaville rules.

8. Who is your best non-human friend? I like Ray and Isis alright.

9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls? Neither. I'm a husky. I don't fetch.

10. Do you like to be brushed? No.

11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? Both, with liverwurst.

12. Do your people cut your toenails? I don't want to talk about it.

13. Any formal education? No, I'm naturally brilliant.

14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? Depends on my mood. Today, in this ridiculous heat, couch potato.

15. Five nicknames your people call you. Oh, they have a bunch of stupid human names for me. Sashalini, Miserable ( I don't appreciate that, and they get a claw for that)
16. What is your best trick? CLAW CLAW GIVE ME FOOD NOW

17. Do you like kitties? I don't care either way as long as they don't eat my food or lay on my sofa.

18. What did you have for breakfast? Innova Evo mixed with refrigerated Fresh Pet food.

19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? Um, well, I caught a bird once, but he wasn't really moving before I caught him...

20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.? 2 weeks ago, for lots of needles. They said a "checkup". I was good, too. Last time it took 4 people to hold me down and trim my nails. I let them this time.

21. Where do you sleep at night? Right next to the toilet, as I showed you in yesterday's blog.

22. Do you like to swim? I don't like my dainty paws getting wet, unless I'm playing in snow.

23. Can you make puppies? NO way.

24. Do you give kisses? Sometimes, if I'm feeling charitable.

25. Can you potty on command? Nope. I could. I just won't.

26. To Cuz or not to Cuz? OK, someone fill me in.

Gomer and Opie's blog

Gomer and Opie's human mom is offering to donate money to animal shelters.
If you go to their site, she will donate 10 cents to a shelter.
Believe it or not, I came from a shelter. Definitely not fitting for the Queen of Sashaville, but yes, it happened.
So I think it's a good cause.
Visit their blog at and spread the word.
Now I need to figure out how to get the human mom to collect for the chicken jerky fund, as we appear to be all out....

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Isis, the interloper

Yeah, yeah, I know, she's been here 4 years, she's not going anywhere.
I don't have to like it.
I have Ray well trained. He doesn't get up on any furniture, he doesn't take my toys or treats. If he steps on me, I bite him, so he doesn't do that either.
I've also trained the foster dogs not to get on my furniture, or otherwise irritate me.
Then Isis came along.
Just LOOK at her, all over my furniture. I give her dirty looks and alien face, she doesn't care.

And then, look at her on my sofa!
Sofa girls

Clearly, I need to reiterate the Sashaville rules.

Fun with humans

What's the point of having humans around if you don't abuse them?
This morning I did one of my favorites.
The human guy was sleeping, human woman was in the shower.
So I went to the human guy and clawed and did the I-have-to-pee dance. HURRY HURRY, with claws and stomping and everything, and ran downstairs.
By the time he staggered down to let me out, I was already asleep on the sofa.
Then, there's the steal the human's spot on the sofa as soon as they get up.
That's a good one. It helps if you curl up and look cute, so they don't try to heave you off.
Then there's the sleep-by-the-toilet. THAT irritates the humans every time.
I'll have more advice coming up. Right now, it's my naptime.

Welcome to Sashaville

Meeshka has been telling me I need to start a blog, so here I am.
I am Sasha. I am a Siberian Husky.
My job is to rule Sashaville. Pretty much, wherever I am is Sashaville.
However, my main subjects live in my house with me.
Besides myself, there is Ray Charles. He's older and creakier than me, and he is blind. So I can pretty much boss him around pretty good.
Then there's Isis. She is an interloper who was only supposed to stay a short while, then find a home. That was over 4 years ago, so I guess she's not going anywhere.
I boss her around too.
I also have the human people who live here. They feed us (never enough) let us in and out, pet me when I demand it, and otherwise get in my way.
I do have them handily trained to give me liverwurst treats, so they are somewhat helpful.
My main goal in life is to abuse the other dogs I live with, and drive the humans crazy.
The humans really spend an overwhelming amount of time doing this "rescue" stuff.
I guess it's OK, and sometimes other dogs come and live here for a bit, that I get to boss around. Meeshka's human does the website for them:
Anyway, that's it for now. Feel free to bask in my beauty for a while.