On December 2, Maggie, my beloved second-hand Newfie died, after 10 years with us. She came to us as a rescue who needed some work. Ok, a lot of work. I signed up to foster her, and fell in love with this shy and scared-of-everything dog who absolutely blossomed with us. Yes-- I believed in her early on, and she knew it. All that time, I thought we were helping her, when in reality, it was a definite Partnership (with a capital P). I needed her as much as she needed us. Since she's been gone, I'm remembering how closely my mental health is tied to having a dog to stay grounded.
I am so grateful for our time together, that she decided to stay with us after being so far down and out, and finally have a normal dog life filled with Love and Joy. You were meant to be here, Mags. Thank you for coming into our lives. And thank you to Joni G. and the Oshkosh Area Humane Society for doing right by her in 2006, knowing she couldn't stay at the Shelter, and placing her with us. Please consider giving OAHS (or your local Humane Society) a donation this holiday season for the important work they do.
I carry her with me. I can't touch her anymore, but I can FEEL her again. So welcome!
1 comment:
And it is obvious she lives on in your heart. Lovely picture and moving story. Bless you and her memory.
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