Maggie

On September 21, 2020 we held you in our arms, told you once again how much we loved you and tearfully said our good-byes. Your diagnosis of Protein Losing Neuropathy had taken it’s final toil on your kidneys. We were heartbroken.

We loved and appreciated every day we had with you from that very first day twelve years ago. You were the runt of your litter and so tiny. We laughed each time you walked under the bottom shelf of the coffee table and under the couch. You continued your love of walking under the furniture and fluffing the carpet for a nap. Belly rubs, walks, spending time in my flower bed, car and boat rides were some of your favourite things. As soon as you seen the picnic being packed you would be waiting at the door to go for a boat ride. You looked so cute in your pink life jacket and were quite happy to be sitting with the captain! Meal prep will never be the same without you. You could be outside playing but somehow hear me get the salad spinner out. You would come running and patiently wait for the cucumbers and carrots. With your sensitive tummy we had to limit what you could eat.

In 2011 we decided you should have a little sister. On the drive home you let Molly the Scotty know that you were the boss! What we didn’t know at the time was Molly would become your most fierce protector. No harm would ever come to her dear Maggie. Molly was there to protect you and support you including dreaded bath time. She would sit patiently under the laundry sink to be sure your bath went well. On our walks and visits to the boarding kennel Molly made it very clear no dogs were to touch you. Molly also sensed your decline and graciously allowed you to take over her favourite spot to nap. She would lay close by to comfort you. We made sure Molly was at your side during your final moments.

There are so many more memories we could share about you Maggie. You brought such joy to our lives, fought courageously and hung on as long as you could. Bedtime will never be the same without your soft breathing coming from the pillow above our heads. Rest easy our dear Maggie.