Likes: Sleeping under the horse trailer Favorite Food: Any food will do Favorite Walk: Roaming the woods Arrival Story: Abby was never legally mine. I was 11 years old when I met her at the horse barn. But in the sense that love creates a family - not blood or legalities - she was 100% my dog. Bio: As far as we knew, Abby's legal family lived somewhere in the surrounding neighborhood. She never really left the barn. The riding instructor had a big ol' Rottie named Decker, who survived largely by being really cute when people were eating. Abby took the kibble he didn't want. She was quite old when I met her, and had some kind of skin disease on top of that. Despite what her appearance indicates, she was actually a Rough Collie. No one really wanted to touch her. Providing any kind of vet care would have meant ownership. She was the nuisance that stole the good dog's food. And she was my friend.
We don't know what happened to her. One day, she just wasn't there anymore. Forums Motto: Ah, to Sleep in the Shade I've Been On Dogster Since: