Even though you prepare for the worst outcome, can you really ever be prepared. I feel like I jinxed it or cursed her recovery by sharing enthusiasm in her progress. Abby was doing so well and just like that nature reminds us we have no control, no cure. She started seizuring last night and the difficult decision to let her go was made this morning.
“Miss me but let me go, for this is the journey we all must take and each must go alone. It’s all part of the Master’s Plan, a step on the road to home.”
Goodbye sweet little dog….
“Grief is the last act of love we have to give to those we loved. Where there is deep grief, there was great love.”
How blessed we are to share our lives with these creatures that don’t speak our words yet can so powerfully bond with us, forever capturing a piece of our hearts.
Dirt Roads Lead Me Home 
Jessica thanks for all the loving care you devoted to Abby. You were there when emotionally I could not be..
I know in my heart you have chosen well for your life’s work. I knew when you were young you possessed a beautiful gift, to communicate with the animal heart. Love you and proud of you.
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Thank you… she will be missed.
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Our sincere condolences. Always SO hard.
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Thank you. By choosing to love them we open our hearts to the pain of their goodbye
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