The best dog in the whole world was born on September 1, 1997. We brought her home on October 4, 1997 to her new family. My brother Scott got a standard poodle named Joe the year before, and we were sold on how awesome standard poodles were. Right away you could see she was the sweetest dog you would ever meet. She had the most mellow disposition, and was always a puppy right to the end. She loved running and playing with her family, especially other pets. She enjoyed running circles around every dog she ever met.

I can't tell you how many friends of ours that knew Abby loved her as well. All I can say from our family is that today we lost someone very close to us. I will always try to think of her doing what she loved best, and knowing that her last run with Charlotte in the woods was another moment she loved so very much. It's so unbelievably unfortunate that accidents can so disrupt what feels like something that can never end.

I've collected some photos from previous stories to help remember her. I hope they mean as much to you as they do to me.