Abbey came to us when she was 6 months old.  My nephew had two dogs at the time, living in an apartment that did not allow any dogs, let alone two!  Since Abbey was the biggest (the other being some kind of poodle-y thing)  They decided she had to go.  They tried for weeks to find her a new home with no luck.  Time was running out for them at the apartment.  They asked if she could stay with us until they could find someone. I was very reluctant since we already had Shannon and Shannon was a very difficult dog.  I did not think she would accept Abbey but she did and they were great 'sisters'.

In 2002 we found a couple of lumps which turned out to be mast cell tumors.  Considering her age at the time, the Vet suggested that we not do surgery on her but to just keep her comfortable.  Loving & spoiling was my favorite thing to do for her, always remembering to bring treats home when we would go out to dinner...and she knew it! and would be waiting when we came home for her goodies.

The day after Christmas 2005 was a very sad day for all of us, when Abbey went to 'doggie heaven'.