I have not posted in quite some time. While we were away in New Jersey, my beloved poodle passed away. I know it might seem silly to some, but it was just too heart wrenching to write about her. I was hoping that posting this might be cathartic in nature, but it is still really hard.
Abbie had been having health issues for several months. On August 1st, she had an ultrasound that confirmed she had a cancerous tumor in her bladder and the cancer had spread to her liver. We already had reservations to leave for NJ on August 6th. Angela had told me to make sure I said my goodbyes before leaving. I did, but not expecting anything to happen while we were gone. She got very, very sick on the 19th and could not even stand on her own. My mother and sister brought her in Saturday morning and had to have her put to sleep. We arrived back in Florida early Sunday morning.
I cried the whole way home. I was so distraught that I was not home to be with her. Angela says Abbie got so sick at the end that she really believes she had no idea who was or was not there. It still is very hard. We buried her in the backyard Monday morning. My mother, sister, Chase, Ava, Louie and I were there. That evening, Paul, the kids and I said our goodbyes outside.
I still miss her terribly. She was a great little puppy girl and I really loved her very much. I still think I can here her walking down the hall or see her in the window when I come home. I miss her "knocking" on my door early in the morning and crying to sleep in my bed with me. I miss her incessant barking for my food when I sit down to eat and her crazy howling cry when she thought I went walking without her.
Abbie had more personality than most people I know ;) She will forever hold a very special place in my heart.