Abbie was the cutest little dog. Her mom was a golden retriever and her dad was a pomeranian. They belonged to our neighbors and they had such a cute litter of pups that we couldn’t resist her. My daughter would carry her everywhere she went. We tried to take Abbie for walks but we would always end up carrying her back home. She was truly in charge!
When we adopted Abbie we also had a 9 year old border collie named Punkin. Punkin would tolerate little Abbie but eventually they became true siblings. Abbie would tag behind her like a little sister and Punkin would cuddle up around Abbie at night. They really were cute together. Unfortunately when Punkin was about 13 years old she developed cancer and Abbie would lay by her side on a blanket just to be near her. When Punkin passed away her little sister was lonesome. Dogs feel emotion just like we do and it was so sad watching Abbie adjust to being an “only child”.
Punkin
I was watching tv one night and saw dogs on the news from local shelters. There was a dog named Lucky that looked like a larger version of Punkin. My daughter and I called and put out names on the list to adopt him. We didn’t hear anything for a a couple of weeks so we thought someone else had been picked to be Lucky’s new family. Then we got the call that a lady would bring him to the house to see if we were a good fit! We were so excited and worried that he wouldn’t like us, but he did. He came through the door with his guardian, walked up to Abbie’s bowl and started eating and drinking. Abbie walked right over to him and started kissing him! I think he reminded her of Punkin, too.
Lucky was renamed Quazimoto and we called him Quazi for short. Quazi had been found as a stray and had to have one of his eyes removed. When we would take them for walks Abbie would walk on his sightless side and nudge him to go straight. She really took care of the big guy. He weighed about 115 pounds to her 12 yet she was his caretaker.
Abbie and Quazi
For those of us that remember the tv show MY THREE SONS, Abbie looked like a miniature Tramp. And she was devoted to me. Abbie never left the yard unless I did. One day a friend took her for a walk to the neighbors house and she chewed her way thru the leash and came home to sit on the porch because I was in the house. We would take her swimming in the lake and she was just like a little kid. It would be time to go home and as we were leaving the beach she would turn around and run right back into the water! When she was wet she looked like she weighed 3 pounds. Quazi would walk the beach picking up dead fish and carrying them around. No water for him!
Quazimoto was with us for 4 years and we found out he had cancer. The big guy went from just over 100 pounds to 70. He went to the Bridge and Abbie Marie was alone once again.
The next furry angel to come into our lives was Mindy May. Mindy May was a 13 year old, one eyed Shih Tzu. Another one-eyed dog for Abbie! As with Quazi, Abbie would walk on Mindy’s sightless side and nudge her when we went for walks. She really was a service dog to these dogs. Mindy May was diagnosed with canine cognitive disorder (doggie alzheimer’s) and Abbie would help her find her way around the house and yard. Mindy May passed away at the age of 18.
Abbie lived to be 18 years old. She had a wonderful life and she brought so much love and joy to ours. She loved and was loved. Who can ask for more?
We still miss you, Abbie Marie
right where i belong 