Maggie

My Maggie was a beautiful soul whose presence here will be forever felt and never forgotten.
Maggie was sick over the last seven months and during that time she was a warrior. Her spirit never once gave up in her battle over cancer but her body eventually was too weak to carry on.
Today the house feels empty but my heart overflows with the love I felt for her. I’ll miss the daily walks to the fridge for her favorite treats, tail wagging and smiling face waiting for bits of roast beef. I will miss the warmth of her body sleeping next to me on the bed. The way she rolled over on her back with delight as I played “wolfie” with her. “Who’s my little wolfie girl?” She’d look up at me with those eyes, do it again Mami sniff my belly and my face ask me “Who’s my little wolfie?” At the end she was too weak to fully role over but she loved it just the same.
My sweet girl is at rest and I feel privileged to have had her as a part of my life, our family.
I will miss you Maggie Mae. I will miss that smiling face, those beautiful eyes your sweetness. You will hold a special place in my heart.