This is Maggie. She was one of my sister’s dogs. Maggie was rescued by Tara and Erik from our local shelter. When they got her Maggie was in a very sorry state of affairs. She was over 10 years old, she had many tumors on her stomach, she was blind, deaf and completely malnourished. And we thought she had cancer and little under 6 months to live. She made it nearly a whole year. Maggie came to live at our home last July. Tara and Erik live in the compound too “compound” is a joke term that we call the place, we are not a cult.
Anyway each time Maggie would get knocked down by something else Tara would nurse her back to health. Tara nursed her so well that Maggie actually went into heat, she was so malnourished before that she had never done that, so at 10 years old she needed to be spayed. She came through that fine and had another problem come up that would require some major treatments. Tara didn’t go that route but rather continued to nurse Maggie so well that her fur fell out and a shiny new coat grew in. Maggie was like the Lazarus of dogs.
But miracles could not continue to happen. Maggie declined rapidly this week to the point where she could no longer move without constant pain. I got the call from Allison today at work that Maggie was going to be put down tonight and so I needed to come straight home after work. So I did. We meet in the back yard and said goodbye to Maggie. It was a sad parting but she will be much happier now. Tara got her a bacon cheeseburger for her last meal. We all pet her and said goodbye. Maggie now joins Daisy, Sophie, Dosh and Rikki in the big dog park in the sky.
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