Two weeks ago marked the 2 year anniversary of the adoption of my beloved fur-child, Abbey. Early March 2013, I decided that I wanted to rescue a dog. Granted, I had no business trying to raise a dog. Trapped in corporate slavery, easily putting in 60+ hours a week; what was I thinking? Nevertheless, I adopted this adorable Australian Shepard/Brittany Mix and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
In the 2 years I’ve had Abbey, I’ve only been without her when I go to Cali to see friends and family. Other than that, she’s been by my side. Since moving to my own place, my niece and nephew ask about Abbey all the time, so this weekend, Abbey went for a sleepover at my sister’s house.
It’s so weird because I’m used to having her follow me around. This weekend, half of the time I was mindlessly doing things half expecting my dog to pop up only to remember she’s with my sister and the kiddos. Like an empty-nesting parent, I miss my little fur-child and it’s only been a couple of days! Luckily for me, my sister has been sending me photos of the kiddos and Abbey causing all kind of raucous. Alas, I will be picking my little pup up today and soon she’ll be at my heels once again. 🙂