shatchp Posted July 28, 2007 Report Share Posted July 28, 2007 Maggie was our first dog as a young married couple...we adopted her from a county shelter here in Portland. They said she was a border collie mix, and so after (yes after) I got her - it was love at first sight - I did a lot of research into what that meant. There was a reason they named her "Busy" at the shelter. We changed, and learned to meet her needs...and she quickly became our heart dog. She came to us at age 1 1/2...at age 2, she got sick. We never figured out what caused it or why, but her kidneys were severely compromised. For the next year, it was a special raw diet...kept the phosphorus levels down...weekly, then daily sub-q fluids, the meds...etc. We nursed her, cared for her, and kept her as healthy and happy as possible. It was easy to forget how sick she was...she had such a zest for life. It was a gift of grace that she didn't really suffer until the last two weeks. Then quickly, almost overnight, her appetite dropped away to nothing, and her body started to shut down, and we had to say good bye. We knew it was coming, and were able to take a last, wonderful but bittersweet trip to the beach a few weeks before...her favorite place. That year changed us forever...and I suspect only dog lovers know what I mean when I say I'll never be the same. There's a tender place in the human heart only accessible to the unwavering love of a dog...a place of depth we couldn't trust to another human being. Maggie laid this place bare in us, and in doing so, increased our experience and understanding of life's beauty...she is missed every day. Our first day with Maggie... A character Always up for an adventure A month or two before she left us... The last beach trip Anticipating distant horizons... Our sweet patient... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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