Woof, Dr Johnson here with the sad news that Miss Molly passed away this morning. She had been going downhill for some time, losing weight and becoming more and more disoriented. So with a heavy heart but a clear conscience Ted agreed to have High Country's Lady Maggie ( Maggie to me as Miss Molly was her "stage name") put to sleep. She was in her fifteenth year and had obviously been a good dog in her younger years.
We took her into our family at the age of 12 years and she had some fun in her old age with us. Sometimes we wished she wasn't here but mostly we enjoyed her company and were glad to help her see out her final years in a happy and safe environment.
Little Ted adopted Maggie right away and became her best friend; they played together every day and he would regularly seek her out just to give her a cuddle.
He says he will miss her but he is 7 years old and has already asked if he can have a replacement puppy!
No disrespect Maggie, I know he loved you dearly.
So Maggie spent her last years with the Ted family at home, in the pool, at the beach, being loved by Ted and Little Ted and tolerated by me (Dr Johnson) and the two cat people of the household. Not a bad way to spend your twilight years.
And that's all I'm going to say on the subject.
3 comments:
She was a lucky dog to spend her last years in your home and care.
Dogs go to heaven too.
Rest in peace Maggie.
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