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Love of a Pet

A Life Well Lived

By Michele JonesPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

She came into our lives by chance

Her playfulness charmed my daughter, warmed my husband’s heart

It took me longer, but I agreed.

She made herself at home immediately

Chose me as her person, and claimed space on my chair

Never left, me even when the doorbell rang.

She followed me wherever I went

Her little legs trotted to keep up, smiling, happy to be with me.

Staying behind, not an option.

She got smarter and slept in our bed

Laid diagonal between us, before she curled up between our heads

Slept on my pillow, snoring contentedly.

She found a way to eat with us

Those beautiful eyes, begged under the table, happy for scraps

Loved snacks, chips were her favorite.

She loved riding in the car

Came running when we said car ride, danced while waiting for her leash

Pranced to the car, jumped inside.

She loved watching TV

Her favorite channels, cooking, DIY, or whatever I turned on

Sitting with me, made her happy.

She loved camping

A favorite chair, fun neighbors, bonfire at night, and campfire food

Rode beside me in the golf cart.

She was devoted twelve years

A companion, friend, chair buddy, and faithful to the end

Loved until she took her last breath.

She is missed

Her memory warms my heart, her toys and pictures a smile on my face

A life well lived, forever our Abbey.

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Michele Jones

Michele Jones is an author whose work explores the darker side of a character's psyche.

When she isn't working, she enjoys spending time with her family, cooking, and doing charity work.

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    Written by Michele Jones