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My name is Gabby. I'm a female miniature Schnauzer, and this is my story.... I was born Paraglides Glorious Gabrielle in October of 1997, in the town of Gillett, in Northern Pennsylvania. When my brothers and I were just a few weeks old, we were taken to this neat puppy farm called C.J. Hackett's Kennels in the little town of Kresgeville. For weeks, we played and slept, played and ate, played and wet, played and drank, played and pooped, and played and played.... Late every day and early every morning, a nice lady named Bonnie would come and take us out of one pen and put us into a nice clean pen where there was fresh food and water. Life was good and, little did I know, it was gonna get better.... I remember the day I was adopted like it was only yesterday.... We were about four and a half months old and, as you can well imagine, full of spunk. My two big brothers were getting the best of me, like they always did, and we were making the wood shavings on the bottom of the pen really fly. I had it in my ears and all over my belly. I was having all kinds of fun.... Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her, my Mom-to-be.... She had a happy face and was smiling at all the other puppies as she slowly walked down the long line of pens toward me. My brothers started jumping up and down and knocked me over to get her attention. But once she saw me and our eyes locked, it was all over for both of us. It was love at first sight. I couldn't wait to get into her arms when, in an instant, she swept me up and I was right there.... She gave me a hug, and I kissed her, and I kissed her, and I kissed her.... I snuggled my nose into her neck and I kissed her some more. She was warm and smelled so good, so I had to kiss her some more. She tickled my ear and kissed me back. I was so happy. All I could do was snuggle into her warmth. I melted into her arms and knew I would be a part of her forever.... |