Abby

Abby picked me when we went to look at the puppies. She kept coming back and sitting in my lap. She was truly my dog. She babysat me while I went through breast cancer in 2010. Watching over me while I was home after chemotherapy, watching me dry my hair as it fell out. Looking at me as though to say, "what's your problem put your wig on and let's go outside." She got sick suddenly and wouldn't eat, not a week later she was gone. Liver cancer was the diagnosis and we had to put her down, just days shy of her 12rh birthday. I lost a part of my heart and family that day. We have two more goldens now, but Abby will always be missed and loved unconditionally.