goodbye to a globetrotting beagle

163252_646071680014_3255071_nIt’s a sad and quiet day at our house.

Last night, unexpectedly, our 11-year-old beagle Abbey passed away. She joined our family six years ago, adopted from a shelter in Brooklyn before our Foreign Service life.

5066_576041216624_3682846_n We don’t know much about her life before us other than that it was not a completely happy one. She brought some neuroses along as a result, like jumping up for “Abbey hugs” and trying to guilt you out of walking out the door.

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She lived with us in our tiny apartment, hiding under our coffee table and howling most of the day while we were away at work, but by some miracle our neighbors never complained. She loved dog parks and chasing pigeons. She did not love the snow.

10391987_595793966954_7477666_nShe came along to DC and tolerated the addition of a baby to our clan.

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She helped out as a dirty diaper detector.

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She did not like the long plane ride to Benin, but once we got there she loved her huge yard filled with lizards. Much to her regret, she never did catch one.

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As her baby owner grew a little older she realized he could be of use, dropping food from his high chair and even helping take a birthday cake from the table.

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That baby owner was also not a bad playmate. And most importantly, he came with a dog loving nanny which meant Abbey never had to spend another day howling at home alone.

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That little boy grew to love Abbey so much that she inspired his Halloween costume two years later.

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Abbey came with our family back to DC, and then on to Mexico, and along the way welcomed a second little boy owner into the fold.

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And now, just after he learned to say her name, she’s gone.

We’re sad and in shock. We still instinctively hurry picking up keys or putting on shoes, trying to keep her barking at our departure to a minimum. Flynn still carries his snacks high in the air to try to keep her from getting them. We’re still vacuuming up dog hair. And there will be a beagle shaped hole in our bed tonight, and for many nights to come.

She was a handful, but we loved her.

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6 Responses to goodbye to a globetrotting beagle

  1. Kelly says:

    I just went through a similar experience myself. Very sorry for your loss!

  2. paul says:

    Ugh. So sorry to read this. Paul

  3. I’m so sorry. The pictures of her with your boys are precious. She knew love in your home.

  4. Theresa says:

    I’m so sorry for your loss. I’ve been reading about Abby so long here, I feel like I’ve known here (although I don’t think I ever actually met her). You all are in our thoughts and prayers.

  5. Acacia says:

    So so sorry, Alex, Andy, and the dear boys for your loss. Abbey was a sweetie. You gave her a home of much love. I know your boys will remember her. Those pictures are priceless as well. Thinking of you.

  6. Krista says:

    I know that shock and a version of that pain. We felt it in Austria after a vet said, “He’s in good shape for an American dog.” There’s never enough time. My heart goes out to all of you, especially those sweet boys. You never forget your first dog/buddy. She’ll always hold a special place in your family’s heart and I’m so sorry for the pain you’re feeling. It and today’s blog is a beautiful tribute to Abbey.

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