It was March of 1996 when this little girl came into my life:
Look at that sweet face.
She was so tiny...Sunday, October 4, 2009
Moving Forward
It's been almost 3 weeks since my precious girl-dog Abbey passed away.
It's been a challenging time, but life moves forward. Dudley and I are doing OK. We hang out together and play "Toys" and have "bone time".
We go for walks and go to the dog park.
Cookies are presented and consumed.
Breakfast and Supper are prepared and ignored. (that's his normal routine)
When it's time for bed, Dudley leads the way and eagerly jumps into bed first.
We go for rides and run errands.
We talk to each other about our days.
Moving forward does not mean Abbey is any less in my heart or my thoughts.
She will always have a place there.
But it is good to move forward.
It's been a challenging time, but life moves forward. Dudley and I are doing OK. We hang out together and play "Toys" and have "bone time".
We go for walks and go to the dog park.
Cookies are presented and consumed.
Breakfast and Supper are prepared and ignored. (that's his normal routine)
When it's time for bed, Dudley leads the way and eagerly jumps into bed first.
We go for rides and run errands.
We talk to each other about our days.
Moving forward does not mean Abbey is any less in my heart or my thoughts.
She will always have a place there.
But it is good to move forward.
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