She joins Jack her first friend, and teacher of all bad habits, in dog heaven. And she joins her Maine dog-friend Balsam.
Abbey had a great life born in Vermont and moved to every new house, city, and state following
her crazy human around the country. In some places she was allowed on the sofa
and some places she wasn’t – but in the end, she could do anything she wanted,
I like that.
She drove with me across the country to Colorado and finally
to Arizona.
Her favorite thing was to eat and take walks. Walks were
getting harder and harder at the end. But Abbey’s tail always wagged - even to the end.
She was a happy dog and I learned so much from her.
She was a happy dog and I learned so much from her.
I miss her so much. Daisy wonders where she went and looks
around every time the food hits her bowl. When Abbey doesn’t race for the leftover
food, Daisy is confused. Very sad.
No matter what was going on in my life, Abbey’s routine was always
part of the plan and work and social life came second, no matter what.
She had this way of looking at me that told me she was
happy, and thus, I was happy in her presence.
Abbey is greatly missed, loved and has made such a
difference in my life - So here’s to the best dog in the world - the love of my
life.
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