When things started to go from bad to worst with my addiction and finding myself feeling lost. One day my love for dogs was remembered through the haze of drugs long enough to become determined to get a dog. Knowing that if nothing else, having a dog would make me happy. She was still just a little puppy when I went to a local farm to see the litter. All the puppies were hiding behind stairs and it wasn't very easy to get to them. But my little Maggy walked out between the two first steps and came up to me. The only one that came out to greet me, I was in love instantly. She ended up picking me, not the other way around. I saw it as faith, I was meant to bring her home.
My Maggy was by my side through it all. At the times when I felt the most alone and when I felt like giving up, she was there giving affection and love freely without judgement of my addiction, my lies, my stealing. Her never failing presences and love helped me believe in myself, helped me believe I could do better with my life. Maggy just being the playful, loving dog that she was supported me through the hardest parts of my recovery.
Oh, I miss her so very much. At only a little over two years old Maggy got sick and had to be put to sleep. No death, nothing in my entire life has devastated me as much as having my Maggy taken away from me. I would of paid any amount of money if only there was something to be done to save her. I miss her every day. I hope with all my heart to be with her again some day.
RIP MAGGY
FEB 2010
Sincerely,
Charmed
awwww Chelsea...I'm so sorry your sweet Maggy had to leave you so soon. It is amazing the bond we develop with our precious pets. I'm so glad Maggy was there for you. Someday, when the time is right, Maggy will send another four legged furry friend to join you in your journey...and in the meantime, Maggy will be waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge! Hugs!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for reassuring me that Ill see her again.
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