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Abbey
Abbey joined our family in January 1995 at 8 weeks of age. As with
all pups, she had an energized zest for life. When young kids came
to visit, she thought she was one of them and they thought she was,
too. Games of tag and hide and seek went on for hours on end.
Whether she was playing with small children or small dogs, Abbey
played with the gentleness of a lamb while letting her playmates
think she was giving it her all. Being
part Labrador Retriever and part Chesapeake Bay Retriever, she was
true to form, possessing a strong build, high intelligence, kind and
gentle ways, and an affectionate protective nature; i.e., an ideal
family companion.
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yes, she loved the water, that is, until it reached her belly, at
which point she back-peddled to remain in the shallows (just one
small quirk in relation to the retriever traits). Abbey grew to
know many tricks, some self-taught including opening the
refrigerator and cupboard doors when no one was looking. She matured
into a dog full of grace and decorum, winning over one and all,
while always maintaining the spirit of a puppy.
Abbey was an integral part of our family, giving each of us unending
love and devotion. Some of her passions included helping Taylor with
his paper route and catching snowballs, being one of the girls at
Erin’s slumber parties, going for walks with Janell, and beating
John at tug-of-war. Abbey provided us with laughter, comfort, and
richness beyond measure. She was happiest when she was with us and
we were happiest when we were with her. With great sadness, because
of cancer, we said good-by to our dear girl in December 2006.
Quote by Carlotta Monterey O’Neill: “Dogs' lives are too short.
Their only fault, really.”
Abbey, until we meet again, we hope you know how much we love and
miss you.
John, Janell, Erin, and Taylor B.
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Feb. 6, 2007
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