Watch Us Grow: July 2012

7.19.2012

Tire woes

After finding out that Daddy had to change a tire this morning on his way to work - Jack drew this

It's been a long time since we've been to our library but today seemed like the perfect day. The boys both had in mind what they wanted - so it was extra exciting even for me. After paying my fine from November we got down to business:

7.18.2012

Empty space

We have tons of photos of Abbey (thankfully) but here are a few captures and a quick ode to her I put on Facebook (which I could have made longer). We miss her dearly and though there were times we were annoyed with her anxiousness or I complained about her hair - she was LOVED by us and by all who met her. At the end of the day when the boys were asleep - she would settle at last knowing she had done her job of looking out for us all. Of course often her job would continue after dark if there was a loud noise in the alley or something in the basement would fall. Many a time she was sent on a scouting mission ahead of Jason to investigate. Or alerted us to some noise out on the porch. We really miss her - the sound of her nails on the hard wood, her shifting during the night in her bed , her gentle whimper to go out. Harper did not get to know her as well as Jack and Wes but he had a couple good handfulls of fur over the past few weeks. Wes was upset he didn't get to kiss her good bye and gave her a few special belly pats the night she became sick. Jack having known her the longest really felt the loss. He asked many questions the day she was put down - his mind processing what was occurring and trying to make sense of it. He confided in me that the night she died - he cried in his bed before he fell asleep. Pixar laid with Abbey on her bed on her last night (which usually only occurs in the winter) and Jason spent the first part of the night next to her on the couch. His concern was so great that he drove almost to work and turned around to get her to the vet the next morning. Above all - in our love for her and our grief - our little family feels a deeper bond in knowing there will never be another Abbey and we will always refer to her as 'a good girl' because she truly was.