Look in the sky tonight - you'll see it. The brightest star, polished by her mama's tears.
Kathy adopted Ally almost 8 years ago. Ally was given up by her former home because she and the resident toddler were not interacting well together. While shy, her foster home found her to be a loving, delightful girl who interacted well with their own Sheltie. Kathy fell in love with Ally's picture and description, and when they met, with her as well. She took Ally for a sleepover which quickly turned into an adoption.
Kathy sent the following note this morning:My sweet, and sassy Ally passed away this morning. She had a stroke yesterday afternoon while at the vets office. I knew the next 72 hours were pretty critical, her body couldn't handle it.
I adopted Ally in 2004. Her past life was loud and included a toddler that would play too rough. When HSS went to pick her up she was hiding in a corner. She slowly came out of her shell with the help of her new sister, Abbey. Abbey showed Ally living the single life with her new mommy was good. The pair became known as "the girls". They loved going to her monthly spa days which included mani/pedis and bikini waxes. Ally stayed with grandma when I traveled, and she quickly learned Grandma would spoil her.
When Allan came into our life, she gave him the seal of approval. What Allan didn't realize was Ally was the boss. If Ally was outside, she would not come inside until she was ready. I don't think she ever came in when he tried to get her. She and Allan had their playtime in the mornings. If I put her on the bed, she chose to be near him. Lately, she would bark in the wee hours which meant, "my water bowl is empty!" About 30 minutes later, she would go to his side of the bed and bark until he let her out. Sometimes she wanted to stay out for 5 minutes or 15, regardless, she would bark and let you know it was time to come in. At 5:30 pm, she would sit in the dining room until I acknowledged her and fed her. She would not drink the water out of the shared water dispenser, only out of her pink bowl. She made Allan crazy when he was working in the front yard and bark at him. He never understood why she couldn't tell it was him. I think she did it on purpose!
When a foster came into the house, she let them know, "leave me alone and we will get along fine". She eventually trusted children again and would let the neighborhood kids pet her.
To my sweet Ally - You brought so much joy into my life. I am pretty sure we were made for each other. No one would understand that it takes one princess to take proper care of another princess. We took care of each other over the last 8 years. My heart is aching for you, thank you for coming home with me and letting me love and hold you one more time. I will miss your sweet gentle paw playing with me and watching your JLo booty stick in the air when you ate your treats.