This is really painful but I feel I have to do it as part of my grieving process.
Today Maggie was 14 years 2 months old and laid to rest. She was rescued when my husband was in college when she was only 4 weeks old as she was taken from her mother who was badly beaten by her owner and had to be put to sleep. Jay says she fit in the palm of his hand and he fed her milk from bottles. I hear many stories about Maggie from the college years... eating rat poison in the fraternity house and being rushed to a regular ER... being hit by a car... she was truly invincible, even up to the very end. I don't know that Maggie would have ever passed on her own. She loved life. But when her arthritis and hip dysplasia got so bad she could hardly walk or even get up to go to the bathroom we decided she wasn't truly living as "Maggie" and needed to be let go.
I've known Maggie as long as I've known Jay and she's been there for it all. I can't even begin to imagine how hard this is for Jay. I believe my sadness is only the tip of the iceberg compared to his. Our younger dog Mason has never known life without her and he is walking around lost... because he truly is. We will move past this difficult time and she will of course live in our hearts and memories. We take solace in knowing she is no longer in pain, was loved by many and lived a long full life.
Her remains will be spread at North Beach in Seabrook... where she spent many days running and swimming, where Jay proposed to me and where Grandma and Grandpa Olen's ashes were spread. I know she will love it.
Thank you so much for all the kind words and thoughts. It really means so much.
RIP Maggie. We miss you already :(