Abbott
From the day you came home 7 short years ago, you were my “little man”. When I first saw you at the shelter, you were all grown up, you had a tipped ear, and what seemed like a sad start to life, and I couldn’t help but feel like I needed to bring you home. You always just wanted to be loved, and you always wanted to be with me. You would greet me when I came home from work, and you would follow me around the house, not wanting me out of your sight. I still catch my breath when I walk into the house now because for a second I wonder where you are.
I miss your touch & your sweet voice so much, and looking into your loving eyes. I don’t know why you had to leave so soon—I thought we would have many more years together, but I will always love you and hold you in my heart. Sweet dreams, my sweet, precious Abbott.
Mom, Regina & Princess