Whatever part of Abby is still with us is curled up in my heart along with other of my "fur persons" who've gone on without me. I miss him so much.
Daisy was morose for most of the drive yesterday but has perked up. This has helped my own mood considerably.
I am grateful that, as Abby was mistreated and neglected for the first half of his short life, I was able to make the last years a time of love, care, spoiling, cuddles, adventures, security and good food. Thank you. Father, for the gift of Abelard Dawg and help me to give him back to you with grace and peace.
thanks for listening and caring,