Happy Birthday Abby!

Today is Abby's birthday (along with Elvis). She is 12.

She has had a tough life, with all her illnesses, injuries, and surgeries, but is still quite a tough old gal!

You would think she would have a much worse disposition than she does. But she is still sweet, and gentle and playful.

You would think she would absolutely HATE going to the vet for anything, considering all the poking and prodding and medications, and tests, and procedures and surgeries. But, nope, just the name "Dr. Johnson" makes her eyes light up, and her head do that tilting thing, and she gets all excited.

She finds total enjoyment and relaxation by sleeping in her favorite position.....on her back (I like this position too). Whether it's all stretched out, or just flopped out, she makes it look so completely comfy!

She is mom's first baby. It is because of Abby that mom got the sad and pathetic, itchy and scratchy, zinc deficient, hypothyroid, allergy boy, Samuel. Abby was such a wonderful and good "Husky" that when she saw Samuel in a pet store (yes, yes, she knows that is baaaaad) that she brought him home. And then got the taste of what a REAL Siberian Husky is! And not a Husky that has 1/4 wolf in it, and for some reason that 1/4 of wolf realllllly watered down some of that Siberianness. But, that's a whole other story best saved for Samuel's birthday.

Who else, but dear, sweet, adorable, freckled nosed (just like my boy Dave) Abby, could find such pure enjoyment from rolling around on her back with a chew chip in her mouth?

So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY!! May you have many more years ahead of you, and may you continue to be so full of spirit, and love, no matter WHAT comes your way.


Hollybollyboo
(a very proud younger sister who has much to live up to)