Last night
I said goodbye to a dear, sweet angel – my dog Maggie.
She
was the silliest, sweetest, best little friend anyone could ever ask for. She celebrated her 17th birthday
this past April, and loved me no matter what . . . hopefully she felt the same
love in return from me until the very end of her life.
The
very beginning of her life began looking a bit uncertain. She was not only
given a chance at life but I was also given a chance to experience a love that was
so precious from this cute little puppy.
I
will hold onto so many precious memories of our years together – below are
some favorites:
-
her never-ending wagging tail
-
the way she greeted me whether I was away for a minute dumping the garbage, or
away on vacation
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the way she jumped down running around when I asked, “Where’s your toy?”
-
how she shook that toy while it “fought with her” and then finally brought it
to me
-
when she heard the elevator bell ring in my hallway she got excited because
someone might be visiting
-
her disappointment when she heard another apartment door close – knowing
they were not visiting us
-
when someone did ring our doorbell - for some reason she first ran after the cat - chasing her down the hall - then ran back to the door
-
how she carried a stick, head held high, prancing while we walked around our
neighborhood
- she got excited when she got a new leash, collar
and harness - such a girl loving the wardrobe!
-
how she waited in front of the stove, sniffing for hours, whenever I made
homemade tomato sauce
-
how much she loved a treat of macaroni & sauce with her food
-
her strange obsession with toast – plain ol’ toast – and would get so excited
while I was toasting bread
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how she danced around the kitchen anytime I made popcorn – and then shared some
with her
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how she would run back & forth barking under my living room window – and
when I looked down 6 stories – I would see someone calmly & quietly walking their dog
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how she constantly followed me from room to room whenever I was busy running
around my apartment – always lying down directly behind me
-
how such a small dog could take up so much room in a queen sized bed
There
is so much more . . . but most of all, I’m amazed at how much of my heart she
captured, how deep in my soul she reached, and how blessed I am to have had her
in my life.
Farewell
sweet angel.
