She was such an amazing companion. She was the best dog of all dogs. Sweet. obedient, funny Abby. I knew when she died that I had officially become a dog person. After being a cat person my entire life, I finally knew what it was like to love a dog and be loved by a dog. I knew what it was like to lose that dog. I am not sure when the transformation to dog person happened, but for 12 years, we had grown together. I was at a complete loss. And that's how I knew. I love my cats, but cats are independent. They really are. They might pretend to need you, but there is an air about them....they don't really need you. They don't keep their eyes on your every move and anticipate how to please you.
I am a dog person.
(This was written by my daughter, Karen.)
