Abby -

A fuzzy chow orange pup, with a funny purple tongue,
Santa snuck under the tree one winter, when Emily was still young.
Sisters they were, precious commrades, there lives had just begun,
For now, time to explore through the seasons, life is full of playfull fun.

A few years past, 4 years actually, and along came Kelsey,
Another sister in the pack, sisters together, Abby the protector was she.
As time went by, to the girls, Abby became more of a mother,
Because in dog years, she aged 7 years to their one, now they are her 2 daughters.

Abby, to Denise and I, went from dog daughter, to dog sister, to dog mother,
We wish that in our life, our dog friends time was much longer.
With Abby there is certainly no other as loyal, we all gained respect from her stout heart,
Orange as a orangantang, loving family member was she, we did not never want to part.

But time and life has a way, of teaching us unwanted lessons,
That the best of us all, must have a end, and its suppose to be a blessing ?
So after many years, under darkeness, we laid Abby to rest, in the shady front flower bed,
With flowers and a blanket, that night while we dug, and all of our endless tears that we shed.

Abby still lives, in our hearts, and our time spent with her life teachings,
Now Otter, and Gracie she taught, have taken over from the porch, with their loyalty, bark, their preachings,
But the thing we will miss most, from Abby, good girl, our family member,
Is her love, and her endless protective loyalty, that she gave to our family, we will always remember.

We Love You Abby.

D. Matthew Beebe