She was the sweetest dog.
So kind and patient...even with the small
She was my buddy
It is so hard for me to put in to words what a truly wonderful dog she was. When I was pregnant with Tommy she was always there - if I couldn't sleep all she had to do was lay down next to me and I was out in minutes. She would walk with me, play with me, cuddle me...she truly was a wonderful dog. She was so patient with Tommy, he would poke and prod, unintentionally pull, she would just lay there, happy to feel his love, happy to be loved.
She was a difficult dog too - she was "special needs" - epileptic. She was on phenobarbitol, this made her slow, mentally and physically, this took a toll on her body. Sadly she couldn't be without it - one missed dose meant at least one seizure, if not more. Her mind was starting to go, she would start to walk down the road and forget where she was, she was always surprised when we found her again. We started to talk about her quality of life, when she left. That's literally what she did...she left. She got off the deck one August morning, we haven't seen her since, sadly no one has. The hardest part for me is not knowing what happened. I like to tell myself that she knew and went somewhere to sleep. I fear that it was not so quiet for her, I fear what happened, where she went. It makes me sad to think that she was lost and lonely, but I try not to think too much about that. I feel guilty that we lost her, that she went alone.
Maggie was my wonderful sweet dog - I miss her often, she was my first baby (well after the guinea pig - but that is a whole different story!!)