I rescued Maggie on October 17, 2002. At the time I volunteered at a prison tutoring inmates to get their GED's. After spending a few hours there I would drive across the road to the Humane Society, that's where I met Maggie. She was there for a few days, and I went everyday to visit her. I couldn't have a dog, I rented an house and there was a strict no pet policy. I called my parents everyday and asked them to come down and save her for me. I promised that I would take responsibility for her as soon as I moved home in 6 weeks. Finally, the Humane Society took her collar off (which meant bad things were going to happen to her.) I called my parents frantically, and told them I'd never forgive them unless they came and got this dog. It was a huge guilt trip, but it worked. They came down, and in a blinding thunderstorm we drove to the Humane Society and sprung Maggie. I promised my parents that I would take full responsibility of her when I moved home from college in 6 weeks. That didn't happen, she had my parents wrapped around her paws before they made it the 40 miles home.Maggie was an amazing, amazing dog. She was always there to listen to me, and even forgave me when I brought home a golden retriever puppy named Molson. She taught him the ropes, and they were best friends. Molson is lost now, Maggie left this world on Friday in my mom's arms. I live 3,000 miles from home and it breaks my heart that I wasn't able to see her one last time. She was a very special dog, and I'm sure everyone feels that way about their dog.
To Maggie I say, you were my best friend, and confidante. I love you sweet girl, I hope they have lots of sticks for you to chew in heaven. Please know, that even from 3,000 miles I never stopped loving you, and now from Earth to Heaven I will still not stop loving you. Sleep tight sweet one.
Sorry I haven't blogged much the past week. I'll be back to my regularly scheduled pony updates this week. It's been a crazy week. I'll write more when I'm feeling up to it.
