|But she's still adorrrrable!|
At Christmas one year, Jason made a gingerbread house in school. We stopped to go to the shops on the way home, and when we got out of our mini-van, Abby was in her usual pride of place in the front seat (she permanently called shotgun, and wouldn't let Jason or I kick her out of it!). Upon our return, she was in the same place - it wasn't until we got home and opened the back to learn Abby had climbed over two sets of bench seats to devour every last bit of it, and made her way back to the front no problem!
Another year, Jason had gotten Dad these really expensive chocolates for Christmas, and put them under the tree. As we opened the last present of the year, Jason realised it wasn't there! We searched high and low, and found it wet in the garden, covered in slobber. Jason was SO mad at her - but it was very funny, especially as she hadn't actually eaten it yet!
She loves food as much as I do!
|And DC - lady after my own heart!|
But when it really counted, she was so brave. On a hike in the mountains she jumped over a log and managed to slice through her belly - layers of skin and bloody bits were hanging out, but that dog got herself the whole way down the mountain so we could take her to the emergency vet, with barely a whimper - she just got on with it. She was too heavy for us to carry, so we are glad she did!
In her old age, she's become so hilariously stubborn, though still so loving. For the last few years, when mum takes her on walks, they've become more like 'sniff and lie down's - she stops every 10 meters to sniff around, take a roll in the grass, watch a neighbour, while poor mum has to awkwardly stop and wait for her! She isn't moving for anybody.
|John Lennon, reincarnated? 'Peace, man'|
|Keeping couples together since 2000|
|What a poser.|