June 1998 – September 2015
How do I even start? Abby touched my life in a way that I’m not sure you can wrap words around. She had a larger than life personality and whiskers that went on forever. I knew we were going to be good buddies when she curled up and fell asleep in my lap on the car ride home from picking her up and then curled up and slept next to me that first night (and pretty much every night after that). She adored my husband who came into our lives when she was 10. In her younger years, she loved to play with anything that moved, was fascinated with flushing and draining water, waited patiently outside the shower for head scratches, was an excellent moth and cricket hunter, and so full of mischief (destroying house plants, licking butter sticks, pulling down holiday decorations, digging in the linen closet, scratching walls… the list goes on and on). She was bursting with love and endured and adapted to so many changes in our lives together. As she aged she continued to find much joy in a sunbeam, a comfy chair, tuna flakes, left over milk from a bowl of cereal, and some good, long head scratches.
Abby had such a beautiful soul. She was my constant and an amazing friend for 17 wonderful years. Jason and I are so honored to have been her humans and to have loved and cared for her. We miss her beyond words. May she find peace.