In loving memory of Sasha, help us heal

Hi my name is Joe Corsi, I just experienced the worst day of my life on 06-20-24, the day I had to say my final goodbye to my best friend Sasha. Sasha was my first dog and it was a love at first sight. I remember the first day I met her, like it was yesterday. I cannot believe 8 years has come and gone so fast.

As you may know, having a dog comes with many challenges, especially the puppy stage. I was completely overwhelmed during the puppy stage days and decided I needed to be better for her. So I decided to seek ways to learn how to be a dog trainer. With Sasha by my side, learning with me we made an unstoppable team. Over the years our knowledge grew until finally Sasha and I buckled down and decided to make our own dog training business!

Shortly after we began helping other owners how to train their dogs! Our business took off so fast! Sasha and I would have long eventful playful days, everyday! We truly were living our dreams! At the end of each day we both felt a rewarding feeling, which made this line of work, feel more like a hobby. Over the years of course Sasha’s work load had to be less and less and I made sure Sasha enjoyed every second of her days without pushing her too hard. She eventually went to part time work, while one of my other dogs took the role of full time.

Flash forward to mid June of 2024, Sasha health suddenly started to decline. I noticed she was just not herself a couple of days in a row and I decided to go to the emergency vet to get it checked out.

What I learned shortly after, was that Sasha had a cancerous tumor that burst in her stomach causing her rapid decline of health. The vet played out all of our options and it was recommended that she to be put down due to it likely of spread to other areas of her body.

I begged the vet to find a way to save my baby girl, and the vet said, in order to do surgery she would have to be healthy for it, and before we start we would have to run scans, give her blood, perform a ultrasound. The vet stated that this can get expensive, and it’s recommended to not do it because her survival rate was very low.

I refused to accept this and told the vet, please continue with everything you must do to see if she would be healthy enough for surgery.

After a grueling hour long wait to hear the results, we were informed that Sasha had too much internal bleeding and was anemic so she could not create anymore red blood cells. The hospital only had one bag of plasma and there was a huge risk that the plasma would not take.

I was reading between the lines, our options had run out. I had to make the hardest decision of my life.

Option 1.) proceed with surgery with extremely low odds and would create so much stress for Sasha, I just wouldn’t be able to forgive myself to have her final moments not be with me and to be stressed and scared.

Option 2.) Sasha to be laid to rest one final time, stress and pain free.

This decision was not made right away, it took me approximately 1 hour to make my final decision and that was to say goodnight to Sasha one final time.

My heart and my soul was absolutely crushed, I had just made the decision to say goodbye to my best friend and my soulmate.

Sasha was given a nice comfy bed, while I played her favorite music. Sasha was in no pain, just uncomfortable due to her stomach being bloated. Sasha was so tired but she would not close her eyes until she knew I was ready to let her go.

Sasha passed peacefully with no pain, and I was the last person she saw. This day marks the worst day of my life. I have never grieved like this before, which makes sense because I’ve never loved someone like I love Sasha.

This whole experience has taken an emotional and financial toll on myself and my family. We are asking for some help in anyway possible. Anything would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you so much for your support during these dark hours. Your words have made me smile and bring back so many memories! I will continue my journey that Sasha and I started together, I will not let her down.