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on to the rainbow bridge today. I'm sad to announce my pack has lost another member, two in as many weeks. She was probably about 17 years old.
Abbey was the most loyal of ladys. I got her as my 2nd dog, the family has had others. I wanted a Chihuahua and saw that the Delta SPCA had rescued a bunch so I went out to have a look. When I saw them all in the cage I remember they were all bigger than chi's and fluffy mostly. They were all sitting around one in the middle sitting on a pillow. :) Little did I know that was the lady I would get to take home.
I wanted the smallest one, she was named Abbey I think and that's the name I wanted to give to my next dog. But they thought she was too timid to be in a house of dogs and cats and kids. They gave her to an older gentleman. Then they showed me Holly. She was great, but then they said let us show you something. They took us all in a long run kennel and threw a tennis ball. Boom, Holly goes and gets it and brings it right back. Well little did they know I had never had a dog that would fetch. Some would just look at you like I'm not getting it, others would get it and never give it back to you. As soon as I saw Holly fetch I said I'll take her!. I asked them if they thought it was ok if I change her name to Abbey. They said no problem, the staff just gave the names out. And then they said the staff at first gave her the name Crabby Abbey since she would bark and show her teeth when frightened, but she didn't seem to take to Abbey so they changed it to Holly. :) Well I changed it back and she's been Abbey ever since.
When I got Abbey she was about the same age as my pug Zoe, 3yrs old. They didn't know for sure, it was just a guess. She and her sisters had been used as breeders. For the first five years or so Abbey was very scarred of many things including cameras. When I brought the camera out Abbey would have to go and hide. But she got over that and fit into my pack very well.
She is such a loyal dog. My sister tells of trying to take Abbey for a walk while I was out of town. She wouldn't budge past the front steps. Another time I was at a friends place on a lake and I was in the middle of the lake in a small sail boat. As I moved around Zoe, Jake, and Abbey would move along the shore looking at me. Then I noticed Abbey swimming out to the sail boat. I couldn't believe it, a dog that was scarred of the water was swimming out to meet her dad! I would never have thought she would do that. I got her in and everything was OK.
Abbey's body was very healthy as I think a lot of cross' are (Chi Pom). She was very slim, maybe had a bit of arthritis coming. But something was wrong with her brain, maybe a tumor? About a year and a half ago I was on the Island and all of a sudden Abbey is having a seizure on the couch. I thought she was having a heart attack and I thought I had lost her right there. But she came out of it and didn't have another for a few months, but they started coming more frequently. We got her on meds and it was like magic, no more seizures until Feb this year. We upped the dose a bit and added a 2nd med. She was good again, but I noticed she was getting more and more wobbly. This last week or so she couldn't even stand or hold her head up. Finally these last three days she couldn't eat and just laid there all day like she was under heavy sedation. I finally had to make the decision and took her in to the Vet today at 2:40pm. My Aunt wanted to also see Abbey off (the rest of the family were mostly out of town :(). The doctor got her ready, as the drug went into her system her tail started wagging. That was tough to see! And then she was gone. The doctor left and I had a big cry over my Foxy Lady and said my final goodbyes. I will remember yo always Abbey......RIP