Take one look at her name and I should have to say no more. She was the instigator in her litter, whenever one of her brothers or sisters were crying, Abby was the cause. She was our 2 year old son’s best friend, often you would see them in the back yard, Jordan hanging on to her collar, and Abby trotting obediently beside him. A tragic accident took her prematurly at the young age of two, leaving both her new family and us at Sheljor devastated. She is never far from our thoughts. We miss her terribly.