We Love You, Abby

Abby was born on September 21, 1997 on Laughlin AFB, Texas. When she came to live with us Meghann was four and Sydney was two. She and her sister, Dinah, each caught a bird before they turned one. We had to nip that in the bud.
Abby loved us all, but by degrees. She loved Meghann most of all, then Sydney, then me, and she would only give Doug the time of day if there was no one else home. Until a few years ago. Then she turned into a teddy cat and loved and cuddled and spooned with any of us.
She was what might be considered a "dumb blond." She was never as clever as Dinah but she had infinitely more patience. She could watch our fish or a bug crawling along the floor or the birds outside the window for hours.
Some of her favorite things were eating, asking to eat, spaghettios, and barfing for spite as she did the time I put her on diet cat food per the vet's instructions. She ate some, found it lacking, went into my room and hurled directly into my slippers. We went back to regular food after that, so I guess her methods were effective.
Abby loved being outside and that's how she spent her last day, outside in the sunshine. She loved playing with souvenir rabbits feet that we would bring back from vacations with us. No one knows how to kick back and relax or snuggle like Abby, she is the master of cozy.
We will miss more than words can tell and she will always be in our hearts.


"Life is made up of meetings and partings, that is the way of it. I am sure we will never forget Abby or this first parting that there was among us."