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Five years ago we brought home a very rambunctious puppy who within 3 days had scared my Abbey (our kitty at the time ) into running away. I woke one morning to the puppies constant barking, looked down at the foot of my bed and saw that Abbey was not there. I found her under the bed, hiding in the corner, something she never did. It was later that same day that I realized she had run off.

If only I knew then, that she was never to come home again. I was completely heartbroken. Abbey was the first cat I had since I lived at home with my parents. After almost 15 years without a lap buddy, I was thrilled when I left our local animal adoption shelter with her. She was 6 months old at the time, all black and had just one small spot of white on her chest.

Abbey soon became my best friend, following me throughout the house, sleeping with me and cuddling with me. I would call to her, saying “Kee-kee-keeee” and she would run and jump onto my lap shoving her head into my hands.

Abbey wasn’t too keen on my then 8 and 10 year old daughters; she just didn’t want to be handled by kids. Although she loved my husbands lap, he didn’t love the black cat hair. So it was Abbey and I who developed such a strong, loving bond. I remember her beautiful face and her thick shiny coat.

The way she would fuss and be so choosy over her foods, that I couldn’t help but give in and buy her something more to her liking, if harder on my pocketbook. There was always a new toy in my shopping bags when I came home, and she knew it too.

She would come to the bags and begin to paw at them as soon as I got home. I miss and recall each and everyone one of her little special ways. It has been over 10 years now since Abbey ran away. For years, I called friends and neighbors, put up posters, checked local shelters, and everything else I could possibly think of. I, still to this day, miss her and wishfully hope and pray that she will walk down the driveway.

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