Last Saturday our little Abby succumbed to her liver disease. We have been so sad this past week, with bouts of tears scattered throughout the long days. Toby, her partner, still seems to be lost without her. Many was the time they would walk in tandem, turning around in sync to see if we were following. On the last night her health deteriorated quickly. Danny spent the night on the floor with her, gently stroking her to keep her calm.
It's strange to think that at 5pm the previous evening she was walking around, stiff with arthritis and bumping into things due to her confusion. By 5am the next morning she was unresponsive except for intermittent crying, and we called the emergency hospital at Court House to do what had to be done. It was so hard to say good-bye. By 10am she was buried with her favorite bed, blanket, scarf, and name tag.
Abby was smart and cute and devoted to all of us. Coming from a puppy mill near Charlottesville and transferred to the Virginia Beach SPCA she was the only one who looked us in the eye on the day we stopped by to 'just take a look.' Little did we know we weren't just looking. She chose us. She came to us with a fear of women (possibly from a female puppy mill owner) and especially hands. So, she was always partial to Danny from that first meeting.
He has taken this very hard.
We are now focused on Toby. He's not eating well and looks so sad all the time. He came from Alabama with a military family and when they had to transfer, they had to get rid of the last dog they'd gotten. We saw their ad on Craigs List and took Abby to see him. He was the first one she'd liked after we had previously gone as far as Manteo to find her a companion. She chose him and they were perfect for each other.Last year someone dropped off Pepper, our undesired cat. She fell in love with Toby, and we figured she might be a good companion for him after Abby left us. We were right. They are together much of the time. But I dare say, at this point in time, she is still a poor substitute for Toby's long-time friend Abby, even if she is a necessary one. But she keeps trying.
We're glad we kept her.
I recently told Danny, "You know we're going to be left with a cat that we never wanted to start with?" But that's how life sometimes works. We reckon God had a hand in all of this because we sure didn't. And you can't go against God, right?!