In September of 2007 my life was turned upside down when a five pound Jack Russell puppy came into my life.
It actually took my ex and I over a week to officially name our newest addition. Before Abbie was Abbie she was called Zombie, Zi-Zi, Disney, and probably another dozen names I can’t think of right now. When we finally agreed upon Abbie we decided to go with the A-b-b-i-e spelling after my ex’s irish cousin. I thought it was perfect.
Over the next two years Abbie saw me through too many life changes to count. She was there as my ex and I said our good byes. She was there when I moved on my own to Orlando. She was there as I began to run and run and run. She was there as I began this blog and became the heart and soul of it.
Abbie was the world’s happiest puppy. She always had a smile on her face and lots of hugs and kisses to share. She never met a dog or person she didn’t like and had some of the best dog friends.
Abbie has seen and done more things in her short two years of life then most full grown humans will ever begin to accomplish.
She hiked the Appalachian Trail.
Swam in the gulf coast.
Swam on the east coast.
Hiked to the top of the North Carolina Mountains.
Was pulled in a tube.
Challenged a snapper head turtle
And sat on Santa’s lap.
Abbie was very special and that is something I will never forget.
Love for her was contagious and spread like wild fire.
Sadly over the past month Abbie had been in a scratching fenzy. My poor baby was just so itchy. She was pulling her fur out leaving patches of bright red skin and scabs. My heart literally ached for her pain and hearing her scratch brought tears to my eyes. I knew she was in pain and was trying to do anything I could do to help.
This time last year Abbie went through the same itchy fit. I had brought her to the doctor who informed me she was allergic to something unknown in the air and presrcibed some anti-itch medicine. I gave it to her at that time, but when she start to throw up after I gave her the pills I immediately stopped the dosage. Eventually the scratching stopped with the change of the seasons and Abbie was back to her normal self.
When the scratching began again I was desperate to make it stop and requested the medicine again to give her some relief. I should have known better, but all I could think about was making her stop scratching. I gave her a pill before I went to bed last night. Not even an hour later I was awaken to silence. I instantly knew something was wrong and jumped out of bed.
Abbie had experienced another reaction to the medicine and had stopped breathing. She was gone and my whole world fell apart.
If I had not given her that pill Abbie might still be here today. The pain I feel knowing that fact has drilled a large hole in my heart. Life is filled with ‘What if’ scanerios, but this one is just too much to bare.
My baby is gone and life does not have a rewind button. All I can do is keep reminding myself of those happy memories above and all the stories both good and bad that still bring a smile to my face. I could easily fill a book with all things Abbie.
For now I will miss my go-to date night companion.
I will miss my Farmer Market buddy
I will miss that little face waiting every day for me to come home.
But most of all I will miss the love and companionship that was Abbie. She was my best friend, my fur daughter and a member of my family.
I love you Abbie. Forever & Always.