Fabulous Friends from Z to A: Zelda and AbbyPosted: January 18, 2013
Early in the morning on the first day of this new year, my neighborhood lost one of its most remarkable residents. Miss Zelda was a marvelous woman who was as unique as her name. She battled cancer–and I do mean battled it–for a decade. Through it all, she was kind and giving, focusing on the needs and happiness of those around her. According to my human mommy, Zelda threw the most amazing dinner parties, gathering together an enlightened collection of friends for amusing conversation and delectable food. Those dinner parties must have been something very special, because my mommy always came home with the biggest smile on her face. Zelda had a knack for making us smile, especially those times when she rang our doorbell (usually with an offering of farmer’s market produce or a batch of her homemade chicken soup) to announce her good news: the latest scan was clear and her cancer once again had gone away. Unfortunately, the final round of chemotherapy had no effect on the cancer and we had to say goodbye to Zelda.
Which brings me to Abby. Abby was the last in a line of dogs to whom Zelda had offered a second chance. Zelda once told my mommy that she planned to turn down an invitation to visit a friend because Abby was not welcome at the friend’s house. Now that is my kind of lady! (I think the friend ultimately thought better of her decision to exclude Abby, and she and Zelda made the trip.) With Zelda’s loss, my entire neighborhood worried about what would happen to Abby. Someone placed a photo of Abby on our neighborhood Facebook page with a note that this very special girl needed a new home.
And that’s when an angel named Allyson entered the picture. Allyson and her husband already had two dogs: Squirt, a 10-year-old black-and-tan dachshund-terrier mix, and Lucy, a nine-year-old red dachshund who sadly has congestive heart failure. Allyson had been thinking about adding a third dog to the mix (she knows that Lucy does not have long to live, and she didn’t want Squirt to be alone), so when she saw Abby’s picture she knew she had found that third . . . and Abby had found her third chance.
Abby was a little unsure about leaving her old home, which is completely understandable; but Allyson says, “As soon as we got in the car, she looked at me and it kind of clicked.” Abby knew she was going to her new home and her new family. She has settled in with Lucy and Squirt and she enjoys visits from Allyson’s grand-dog Jack. Abby has a big tree in her new back yard, and the squirrel chasing is fantastic. I know that makes Abby a very happy girl!
When she lived with Zelda, Abby had a spot in the living room from which she could gaze out of a big window. She loved to watch the birds and to sound the alarm when the mailman (or anyone else for that matter) came toward her house. The front door of Abby’s new home gives her a new window on the world. Abby is a lucky girl. Not a lot of dogs get a second chance, and now Abby has a third. That would make Miss Zelda very, very happy.